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everyday.</description><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-8098786447323911429</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2020 18:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-28T14:15:52.260-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2020</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">corona virus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Covid19</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hotel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">March 2020</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pandemic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rock hunt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the great lockdown</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">working mom</category><title>COVID 19 - Shelter in place, at a hotel</title><atom:summary type="text">Now it&#39;s Sunday, March 22nd and we are checked into a local hotel. It seems as if we might be the only people at the hotel, which gives me relief that first, we are not annoying any other patrons and second, that we are not worried about catching or spreading the virus, so long as we keep our hands clean of course.

The first night was probably the hardest. Those of you with kids, especially </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2020/04/covid-19-shelter-in-place-at-hotel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_9Xs_NCMlUFvKzJ0vPO9dZHPf0JWtTUVd5qdf1kkBZ2PTp9dRu_hZ5y4m3K9621qiVnl8VUSowjzX_Nb-tQyZasz2MZL3FLGI7qFPM_DXLds6xa3s7i8ECgCn7i_VAfLq3CApky2XUv0D/s72-c/60676051850__4A9E4A38-EC68-4B47-B4F6-B94A913AE261.fullsizerender.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-7365907628108838195</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2020 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-09T11:00:05.227-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">basement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Covid19</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crisis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">excavation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pandemic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poop</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sewage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shelter-in-place</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">turds</category><title>COVID-19 - the sewage story</title><atom:summary type="text">So yeah,

This is one for the ages.We are currently under orders from the government to shelter-in-place as a public health crisis of a world pandemic is upon us.I&#39;m sure once this is over, or once we have a vaccine, there will be all kinds of views of how this impacted the world and the economy.



But for posterity&#39;s sake, this is about what we&#39;re experiencing right here, right now. School was </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2020/04/covid-19-sewage-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-5704829372405822278</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2020 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-07T09:52:12.850-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2020</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">40</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">corona virus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Covid19</category><title>Turning 40 during a worldwide pandemic</title><atom:summary type="text">This is the post I wrote when it all started, before the drama of the following three weeks ensued.

Watch for the next post shortly.


Written March 19 - 2020
Here I am, at home, where I shall be for the next three weeks AT LEAST. The Corona virus, COVID-19 has been named a pandemic. As I type this, here is the heart of the country, Ohio has closed all school, all major business with the </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2020/04/turning-40-during-worldwide-pandemic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-7866229599817580971</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jan 2020 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-01-22T16:34:27.655-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2020</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">babybit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">franklin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ittybit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lastbit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sammy</category><title>2020 what, how did that happen?</title><atom:summary type="text">Remember me? 

I actually have been really missing writing, typing, journaling, blogging, storytelling, whatever this was/is. Well on a lark, I tried to log in and guess what? My company is not blocking this URL or platform anymore. And because all my time not with my family is spent at work or asleep, I usually find time to write in between meetings, eating lunch at my desk or when I&#39;m working </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2020/01/2020-what-how-did-that-happen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-3689553023539298956</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2018 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-10-03T13:01:02.494-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text"> </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/10/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-6238373160133526813</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2018 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-04-12T12:13:59.734-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2017</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Joseph</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">third pregnancy</category><title>My last pregnancy - 2017 Retrospective</title><atom:summary type="text">Posting from September of 2017I’m officially 12 days away from my due date and I’m realizing how many fun stories I have and how few I’ve documented. Currently everyone at work is asking how I’m feeling, and today I feel fine. It seems as if I’m moving backwards. I was having more contractions and signs of impending labor last week than this week. Because of my age and gestational diabetic status</atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/04/my-last-pregnancy-2017-retrospective.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-5582492072363071647</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2018 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-03-14T13:03:29.464-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2017</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maggie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Moo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">November</category><title>2017 retrospective- Maggie’s 4</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Maggie Moo Margaret Jane,You are four – what a mix of big girl, big sister and big helper while still holding strong to the night time toddler rituals, most notably the pacifier. I finally pulled the plug on that ritual just a month after your birthday. As is true to your nature, you balked but then accepted the inevitable. You also never give up. Still crying for your pacifier at bedtime, </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/03/2017-retrospective-maggies-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsZo1ZhNNN0-l0YfLJ94hzIS4XTmurft5obZ-zKri5jESkylGmGSshg2fnEVHXkKjPQSGLoz2qh1HxWUjVKv7XVNE5IDJkwNbRvIbChStrJ71mWmjVbPyxNE19eQJcVUytHfdh-ATpREu/s72-c/%255BUNSET%255D" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-3309747298716099099</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2018 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-02-23T21:29:56.618-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">puppy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">RIP</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sammy</category><title> Sammy So So</title><atom:summary type="text">


I was going to do the 2017 retrospective in chronological order, but I changed my mind when our neighbor’s son brought me a tennis ball he found in the yard. I never thought a tennis ball would make me so sad, but there won’t be anyone to chase after it this summer…





Sammy was my Christmas puppy. It was 2006 and with our new house and giant fenced in back yard, I told Jonathan I wanted a </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/02/sammy-so-so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSZIKj4WLMQdk_pZZcncsoh3PLT6MDf91a5LGPC1uCYlU9y1NPo2H38Fngxifa2MyZvDHi6PoLuQMSwwrylQEGYe6OQMdf2nRM5pl_Wh79zdFO9-12f1_aMePnIwoJoqrZNG_hH_EDsAhB/s72-c/%255BUNSET%255D" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-2279562009752957892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2018 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-20T13:40:04.548-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2017</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cancer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MRD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mutltiple myleoma</category><title>The big C</title><atom:summary type="text">

The last post and this post were originally one in the same-written with fresh, raw emotions. Those same emotions that probably provoked me to delete. So instead you get the whole story until now, diluted by hindsight. So here goes...



It was a Saturday and we were on our way to Canton to visit friends when I got a call from Mom. Selfishly, I thought she was calling to check in on me per my ‘</atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/01/the-big-c.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-4932862857506543363</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2018 15:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-20T13:47:26.611-05:00</atom:updated><title>January 2017</title><atom:summary type="text">






So I had a very long blog post somewhere that I must have deleted. It documented the craziness of January last year. My guess is that I deleted it because I didn’t want all of my negative feelings posted without time to resolve and come to terms with all of it. So now what I write will be through the lens of hindsight, and not as raw as what I probably deleted.



Close your eyes and </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2018/01/january-2017.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-7642097854193533975</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2017 18:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-28T13:48:07.095-05:00</atom:updated><title>2017 - in Retrospect</title><atom:summary type="text">Hey, guess what? I&#39;m still here. 

Almost a year to the day of my last blog post I&#39;ve decided (been bullied by Anna) to return to posting. 2017 was a very big year and I did not stop writing, I just couldn&#39;t find the time to edit it all and post. From career changes, to family changes, the big C and a little J only to wrap up the year with&amp;nbsp;the loss of our dear Sammy. It was a lot to sort </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2017/12/2017-in-retrospect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-4707954530239549015</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2017 22:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-14T18:02:19.883-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2017</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">husband</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jonathan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wife</category><title>Wedding Anniversary - 8 years married, 15 together. </title><atom:summary type="text">Not that kind of &quot;Dear John&quot; letter...

This week marks our 8th wedding anniversary, almost 15 years together. When I think back, we seem so young and naive. We really have grown up together. When we decided to get married, I felt we were crossing an invisible threshold into adulthood. How many thresholds have we now crossed? Each time making us more &#39;adult&#39;. Luckily you (and hopefully I) haven&#39;t</atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2017/01/wedding-anniversary-8-years-married-15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-646187514050260320</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2017 19:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-07T14:47:53.388-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2016</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">5</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caroline</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">letters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><title>Caroline is 5!</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dear&amp;nbsp;Caroline

Happy 5th&amp;nbsp;Birthday my Sweet.&amp;nbsp;You are so sensitive and so smart. The&amp;nbsp;combination makes you&amp;nbsp;seem so much older and grown up. I forget that sometimes, until you fall apart from all the grown up things you are carrying. And I admonish myself for not only letting you carry it, but also for not teaching the tools of how to put it all down. You&#39;re always teaching</atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2017/01/caroline-is-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-347740914905404664</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2016 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-01T16:13:56.907-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ittybit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maggie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">moo moo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><title>The Moo turns 3</title><atom:summary type="text">

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday my Maggie Moo…

 
 

I can’t believe you are turning three. You are so tall that sometimes it’s hard to think of you as only being three. Often thought to be Caroline’s twin, it won’t be long before you are taller than here and wearing the same size clothing.



Right now you are at an AWESOME age. You are talking a ton, but</atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2016/11/the-moo-turns-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-9174373684728061626</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2016 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-05-28T16:06:52.552-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">terretts</category><title>SUMMER!</title><atom:summary type="text">So it has been a VERY busy spring for us and a not very warm one to boot. I mean it&#39;s memorial day weekend, hot and humid and we had the furnace running just two weeks ago. Now I&quot;m listening to the downpour of summer rain. That late afternoon shower that you can feel coming on. The humidity keeps climbing until the air can&#39;t contain one more drop and just bursts into buckets that create joyful </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2016/05/summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5n_9Slm5kM2N86WbY2AtaBJEFxp203fLdJ8xsYHyi-Jrp572vsWHtx8WUY8Sb5r4AVwgZTUdzw2MAPtgiQ21kPJjf1_MbD-sOPCwSndj9BpxaYU6h0_kVG2moE4BPPFdreP8goiY9j-Wu/s72-c/SSJ_8629.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-66188154630508296</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2016 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-13T19:25:08.110-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caroline</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dance parties</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maggie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sisters</category><title>Updates on the family</title><atom:summary type="text">
Um, hello March. I don’t know where the time has
 gone.&amp;nbsp; Ok, I do know. I just don’t want to admit how much time and 
energy I’ve been putting into work lately. It’s not like I’ve been 
working crazy hours, but because I took on a new role,
 my energy has been disparately focused there and not at home. Nothing 
is ever balanced…

I’ve been meaning to write more often, but the 
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If you’ve talked to me for more than ten minutes in the past couple months, you’ve heard me say 2015 sucked. I’ve been saying it so much that Jonathan actually called me out the other night. He gently reminded me that 2015 was full of so many good things that could easily be forgotten with my broad generalization of the year. Caroline started Preschool this year. Both girls grew bigger, smarter </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2016/01/2015-looking-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-7078400466480180903</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2015 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-30T11:56:12.817-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caroline</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">letters</category><title>Happy fourth birthday Caroline Cat</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Caroline,

Today you are four. All of the things you told me you would like when you turn four (pickles, spinach, scary movies) have now turned into things you will like when you are six.

You are so smart. I rarely brag because I think it must just be motherly pride. When talking with your pre-school teachers, I think I can boast that yes, you are bright. Your attention span and focus puts </atom:summary><link>http://littlebit-mt.blogspot.com/2015/12/happy-fourth-birthday-caroline-cat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marci)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8574795988543688528.post-7280083061188251906</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2015 21:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-05T16:29:15.552-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">letters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maggie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sisters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddlers</category><title>Happy Birthday Moo</title><atom:summary type="text">

Margaret Maggie Moo, Magster, Maggie Moo Moo, The Moo, 


&amp;nbsp;Happy birthday my baby girl. I was lying in bed last night
trying to remember you as a little baby and I can’t. It seems like you were
always this wild, determined, social, hilarious toddler. 


Birthdays always give me the chance to reflect on how
awesome you are RIGHT NOW. Especially because I know how quickly this will all
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Sometimes I can’t believe I’ve only been a mom for less than
four years. I can’t imagine these little girls not being a part of our lives. I
have a hard time even remembering when it was just Caroline. What a great
balance these two souls are for each other. 
My introverted Caroline is so studious and fiercely
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But first we woke up to a visit from the Easter Bunny. The tradition continues with the Easter Bunny Clan leaving baskets on the porch, eggs hidden in the yard, and hilariously illustrated notes.








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Caroline, what do you want for Christmas?”


“My birthday. And presents”


Caroline has been waiting patiently for her birthday to arrive. I keep telling her that it is after Christmas. So for a while,&amp;nbsp;Christmas became&amp;nbsp;just one more hurdle to get to&amp;nbsp;her birthday. 
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