Best Friends Re-Unite

Seven Months. It’s been seven months since E has seen one of his best friends, Greyson, and since I’ve seen one of my best friends, Linda. And it’s always a good idea to get Dee and Tyler to hang out since they never got much of a chance to spend time together while I lived in Clemson. And Molly, well she is a benefit for anyone who meets her with her red hair and sassy attitude. I lived across the street from the Tindals my second year in Clemson. It was pretty much a God-send that year for both families,
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Old Friends

It’s hard to imagine that E already has “old friends.” But he definitely has a few who have known him for ages or ages, or whatever you call most of your 8-year-old life. Wyatt has been E’s friend since 2008, when both families lived in Florence. We actually all moved away from Florence in the same month of 2009. Sept. 2012 (E – 8, Wyatt – 6) Oct. 2007 (E – 3, Wyatt – Almost 2) Wyatt came over this past Sunday for an afternoon play date. We haven’t let them do this for a while, what with our schedules
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During the month of August…

I like to pretend I’m organized. I like to pretend I keep everything clean and organized. But the truth is, I absolutely do not keep everything organized and clean. I’m very good at hiding messes in my room, under my bed, in a random closet or cabinet, and in the trunk of my car. My husband can attest to all of these things. I’m always thinking of new things to do (like this blog) and often times I get started on something and have every intention of cleaning up my toys before running to the next project, but like my
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An Afternoon Interaction

Let’s Pretend. It’s 3:30. I’m standing outside on our front stoop feeling the wind against my skin, noticing the tinkle of wind chimes down the street, and enjoying the sun on my toes. I’m waiting for the bus. E’s bus pulls up at 3:32 (finally on time!!!). I smile and head down the steps. I’m still a ways off when the door opens and his two friends come down the steps. Then E starts down the steps, but instead of walking down, he’s taking the steps two at a time, jumping. He looks both ways and then hops out of
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Julie Tringali’s Theories for LEGOs

Over the last year, I’ve had the privilege of getting to know some great women at Uptown Church in Charlotte. One of those is Julie Tringali. I’ve enjoyed reading her blogs online, especially Simplify Your Life. Check out her blog for some stress saving ideas. I asked her to be a guest blogger about organization. I’m focusing on organization in my home this month (more on that later), and I wanted some of her great ideas especially regarding Ethan’s mess of a room. Here’s a post she wrote about LEGOs. Thanks Julie! Julie Tringali, Simplify Your Life Organizing the instruction manuals to the Legos are one
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Nashville, Part 1 of ?

“Hey, do you guys want to go to Nashville?” Silence.   “ABSOLUTELY!” LaCross Family This is how the conversation went with Tyler’s parents a few months ago when they said they were going to Nashville for a vacation. Oh and they wanted to take us, too! I’d never been to Nashville and had never spent a whole week with my in-laws (including my brother-in-law) so I was a bit nervous. People always tell you it’s super hard to spend time with your in-laws for a whole week. Sometimes it’s even hard to spend time with your own family for that long. Ethan
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Let’s Be Honest

I read this quote the other day while prepping for the new school year: Ethan, himself “The effective teacher strives for purposeful movement toward a common end. You cannot control your students’ minds without shutting them down. But you can lead them.” – The Lost Tools of WritingI stopped reading. I put down the book and walked away. I could not imagine that this quote would apply to me. Not about my students let’s say, but my son. Let’s face it,  I want to control my son’s mind. I want to change the way he thinks, the decisions he makes,
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Visiting the Homestead

  Opening up the ‘works A few years back, make that eight, my parents moved from the busy little town of Florence, SC into the country. I was able to live there for five of those years and really came to enjoy the massive expanse of land and beautiful sunsets. Since moving to Charlotte, visiting my parents at “The Farm” has become such a laid-back and relaxed atmosphere. It’s almost as if I have stepped out of my current reality into one where text messages, Facebook, and schedules cease to exist, much less have extreme importance. Childhood Remembered Double-Fisting It!
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