To Julienne with Joy

Another food prompt!  Yay! When the girls were growing up we adopted a "divide and conquer" mentality.  One of us would cook dinner and the other would get the kids in the bath, or the laundry sorted so we actually had clothes the next day.  Maybe packing lunches or walking the dog or helping kids … Continue reading To Julienne with Joy

The Last Time

Graduation time. A perfect time to reblog this post.. With a few edits 🙂

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When my daughter was about eight, my husband said to me, “I don’t remember the last time she rode on my shoulders.” She was too big now. “I didn’t realize the last time I carried her would be the LASTtime.” There are a lot of things like that.  A lot of “last times” that sneak up on you.

The last time we brushed her teeth for her or helped her take a bath.  Monitoring her closely, making sure she didn’t A) drown and B) Neglect to wash the back of her neck.

The last time we held hands crossing the street or kept one eye on her in a large crowd.

The last time we rushed to school to bring a forgotten lunch or homework.

The last time we helped her zip her coat, tug on mittens or pull a hat down over…

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