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Are They Identical?
We get a lot of questions about our family from interested strangers. When Abby (our oldest daughter whom we adopted from Vietnam) was an infant, I heard a lot of fun questions. Is she yours? Um… yes. That’s typically what adoption means. Is her father Asian? Sure enough. (I didn’t often feel the need to…
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Thoughts on Gender
Ah, the age-old question. Do I teach my children the real names for their private parts or do I give them cutesy alternatives so they don’t embarrass me in public? With a 10, 9, and 7 year old already in the house, this question was moot before it was raised. No Thingys or Po-Pos or…
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The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
I love Christmas time. I don’t want to. I want to be skeptical and cynical and hate the commercialism. I’d like to whine and complain about Christmas decor that’s on the shelves before Halloween. I want to rail against the materialism of a holiday that should be about a Savior and instead becomes all about…
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My Kid Punched Another Kid in the Nuts
I’m so proud. Two days ago, we got a note from my son’s teacher that he was peeping under stalls in the bathroom. Ew. Then yesterday, the same kid punched another kid in the nuts at school. This is one of my kids with expressive language disorder, so, although we chatted about it last night,…