We've all heard the saying “A son is a son til he takes a wife; a daughter’s a daughter the rest of her life.” As the mother of two sons I have issues with this statement and now that my oldest is engaged to be married I like it even less.…
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				Photographer in the MakingYesterday I had my regular Wednesday night play date with my grandson Riley. He loves playing with my phone and wanted me to show him how to take pictures. I showed him what to do and let him have at it. Now I know I'm a bit partial but I… 
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				Achoo!This video is a skit they did on a recent episode of Saturday Night Live. On its own it’s mildly funny but to my husband and I it is hysterical. Give it a look. The reason it's so funny to us is because he swears I sneeze like that. I admit my sneezes… 
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				What the what?My son has this tattoo on his forearm. Why you ask? Why would he do that? That’s a question I’ve been wrestling with for over a year. The short story is he’s an idiot. The long and true story is that he wants to duplicate the tattoos his cousin Bobby… 
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				Cookie PerfectionA few years ago I took a speech class that was required for my course of study. One of our assignments was to get up and teach the class how to do something from start to finish. I demonstrated how to make chocolate chip cookies. I even brought some finished cookies… 
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				Son in ProgressThis is my son Alex when he was a toddler. Look how cute he was. Everyone in the family unanimously agrees that he was the cutest baby in history until my grandson came along. Here is a picture of him now. I still think he’s adorable but I’m his mother… 
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				Little House Big PartyI come from a large family. I am not referring to how many of us there are even though there are a lot. I'm referring to our size. Someone once rudely said to my petite grandmother "your husband must have been a large man." They couldn't figure out how… 
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				Be HappyEveryone says "time flies" but I'm not sure I agree with that. Flying is obvious. I think time creeps. It crawls along unnoticed until one day you wake up, look in the mirror and ask yourself "Where did the last thirty years go?" I never had a particular fear of growing…