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New York State of Mind

I have always wanted to be a travel writer.  Doesn't everybody?  

I remember years ago when I attended a writer's conference with a wonderful friend and editor. 
A Chamber of Commerce rep was showing us around the city--and by that I mean lunch, coffee and tickets to a MLB game. Curious,  I leaned over to her at some point and asked, "Exactly what kind of people do you try to connect with in your job?"  

"Writers like yourself," she said. 

Ahem.

Done. With. Diapers.

I can't stop talking about it.  I called my sisters.  I called my friends.  I Facebooked it,  Tweeted it, and told anyone who would listen.  I was just barely able to resist putting the news on my Linked In page, which seemed a bit unprofessional.  

I started changing diapers in 1987. And this is 2015. 

Twenty. Eight. Years.   

Done. With. Diapers. 

As you know, my husband and I have chosen to accept all the children the Lord sends.  Consequently, we have had constant simultaneous seasons at our house all these years, each requiring a sense of humor.

Mama's Maxims

Around our house, a new year always stirs up talk of new goals.  Here are my goals- some old, some new- for 2015.  

Mama's Maxims

I will not scold happy noise. 

I will, without apology,  be the nutrition, hygiene, and screen police.

I will increase book and board game time and decrease screen time in my home. 

I will not tolerate back talk in any form, includingduh, huh, or a rolling of even half an eyeball.

I'm the mother, I'm the mother, I'm the mother. 

My Top Ten for a Happy Family

Once again, the end of the year is staring me in the face.  I thought I would begin to bid farewell a little early by compiling my top ten lists of, well, everything.  Here is the first that came to mind. 

Top Ten Essentials for a Happy Family

10.  Red Sox baseball. Just kidding; I'm a big fan and with their World Series win last night, I couldn't resist. 

10.  A Clean(ish) Orderly(ish)  House.  This is last on my list because, while it certainly helps, it is just not as important as most people think.

Keeping Score

I was doing my usual Saturday morning routine of cleaning everything in sight. With toilet brush in hand, I heard the familiar request.

"Play with us, Mom.  You can be the General."

Sigh.  "I can't.  I am cleaning the bathrooms."  Cory and Silas, in the middle of a game of battle, knew it was futile to ask again.  Especially on Saturday morning. 

As I swished the Comet around the toilet, an idea struck.  I stepped out of the upstairs bathroom and peered over the railing, searching for my two little soldiers.
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