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April 22, 2010


Michelle Marcomb

OOOH I am so jealous! We are huge White Sox fans. I truly hope she enjoys this moment. For my children, there is no better feeling that walking up to the seats for the first time and viewing the field.

Good luck!


oh my gosh! had i known, i would've bought sox tickets so i could cheer her on. go annika!


G'luck on your final final!


WOOT!!! Pictures of the game, please!


How cool is this?! Hope she enjoyed herself and more people are aware of organ donation now.

kathy a.

wooooohooooo! oh, i'm late, but i bet the game was fabulous! photos, photos!

those sock monkeys are absolutely adorable, too, and such a good cause.


Would love an update about life in middle america.


Thinking about you, and sending love.


Hope you got well through this month of birthdays and anniversaries!
All the best - Hannah from Berlin

sylvia (aka heiresschild)

i don't get to blog or read blogs as much as i used to, but i like to check in here from time-to-time and see how you and your family are doing. your daughters are growing up so beautifully, and i am encouraged every time i come here. continued peace and blessings to you and your family.

kathy a.

hope you had a great thanksgiving, and that all is well! xoxo


Where oh where are you???? How are the girls, the dog, the husband?

kathy a.

merry christmas!


I check in every now and then to see how you and the girls are doing. I hope all is well.

Diane Dawson

Hoping you are all well and healthy and far too busy enjoying life to update your blog...


Ditto the last couple of comments!


been thinking about you guys recently. hope everyone is happy and healthy and well!


Wow, you've got a new blog design - what a beautiful picture! And your girls seem to have grown up so much, even just shown in a far away profile-shot as it is - all tall and slim.
Best wishes always,

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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