How to “4th of July” with Littles

I remember as a kid we had a crazy dog.  The 4th of July was always disaster with him.  Whatever happened to him before he became ours, I’ll never know.    We lived about 5 miles from the fireworks, at the time.  There were years when we left him in the yard while we drove…

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THIS

Something has been grabbing my brain lately with the most inexplicable sensation of pleasure, and I hear myself exclaiming: “This!”  I yelled as I ran through the trees on the mud run with my best friend. “This!” I sighed as I sat in the sand with my husband and baby, while the girls built castles…

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