We walked home from school today. The crossing guard, bubbling over with enthusiasm complemented me on my hat, and Sam on his silly monster rain boots. Sam looked up at her from his seat in the stroller and this is the conversation that ensued: Sam: What's yer name? Crossing guard: Roseanne, well Rosie...

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I feel my blood pressure rise as two kids approach the train table at Barnes and Noble where we went for an outing this morning. Sam is in his grumpy bumpy mood and uncertainty reigns. A baby, barely able to stand - innocently wobbles at the train table then reaches for one of the trains Sam had a moment...

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I listened to the radio today. The topic was if we talk about September 11th too much or too little in America. It was a call-in show and callers opinions ranged from no, we can't talk about it enough, to yes, we are trivializing it by talking about it too much (which risks offending those who lost loved...

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Alex is learning to read. It's a process . Fits and starts. Literal fits. Boy is he touchy. If I ask him to repeat something he has misread, he throws his hands in the air in frustration. I am tempted to loose my cool, let my head explode, and leave brain stains all over the wall. Alex could clean it...

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