TWO HUNDRED FIFTY NINE…deliverer of justice

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It’s amazing how three kids can grow up in the same house, with the same parents, and be completely different. I know there is psychology in birth order, but the differences are always entertaining. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY EIGHT…renovation schmenovation…I made that up

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So this post is about our renovation project on the exterior of our home. It’s lengthy, probably long winded, annoyingly upbeat, sprinkled with pithy remarks and a quirky sense of humor, filled with strange stories, and oodles of pictures. When … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY SIX…where does that highway go to?

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“And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack…living in another part of the world…with a beautiful wife…living in a beautiful house…how do I work this thing…what is this large automobile…where does that highway go to…same as it ever was” truer words were never spoken. Or in this case sung. Relating my life to one of my all time favorite songs by the Talking Heads in the blog today. And fighting with Wordpress on getting my blog URL back!!! Practicing my breathing today folks and doing some therapeutic writing. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FIVE…confined. I mean, spring break.

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We are hold-up in our house. For us wanderers, it is extremely difficult to stay in one place for an extended amount of time. Our kids are back in school by the way. I pushed for them to go back … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FIFTY ONE…cold white fluffy stuff

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Winter came early this year. Just as the weather was turning cold and all the beautiful leaves in their high definition color had fallen leaving naked branches exposed for everyone to see, I started to yearn for those elegant palm trees in our old backyard of Florida. And then it snowed. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY EIGHT…really scary stuff

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To nap or not to nap…that is the question. At least yesterday it was the question. forehead wrinkles, deep pores, and saggy skin oh my…yes I’m pulling out all the cliches for this one! Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY SEVEN…the trenches of parenthood

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The trenches of parenthood can sometimes seem daunting and alone. But sometimes just putting it out there, makes all the difference. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY SIX…roosevelt was allergic to frugs…what?

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I had no idea Roosevelt, Allergies and Frugs could all be thrown together and still make sense. But it totally does. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY FOUR…grocery disas…er…trip

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Trips to the grocery store with the our clan always seem to elicit an array of interesting faces from patrons: sad faces, annoyed faces, concerned faces, contorted faces due to rubber necking, happy to see us faces (although those are far and few between), and scared faces. We probably see the latter most often. Hey, it’s what we’re here for. Most likely it makes them feel great about their lives, their not as “crazy” as they previously thought. Or the more unlikely “Gosh, I should have more kids so I can look the way that Mom looks…so disheveled…but those kids look super happy”. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY SIX…warm breezy beach or cool snowy mountain

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108 days on the road and there’s so much more to see. Feeling the love today folks. I am in love with our life choice. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY FIVE…watermelon, the potpourri of life

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Sometimes spilling an entire brand new watermelon on everything you own, can turn out to be a good thing. You just have to shift your perspective. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY ONE…my petal tips are turning brown

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Sometimes I see myself as a flower whose petals are solely dependent on outside factors for their healthy vibrant color. If that were the case, my petal tips are beginning to tarnish. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY NINE…tomfoolerative

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Sometimes I think maybe, if we stopped our “normal adult behavior” and adopted our children’s “play anywhere and everywhere” mentality, maybe we would be a more productive, happy and successful society. I think we should label it, tomfoolerative. And I think we should make it a new legislative branch of government. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY EIGHT…arm in arm

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Living in Florida for 4 years and having a daddy who loves to surf, has ultimately given our girls an appreciation for the sport. So, it’s no surprise to Greg and I when each of their Barbies have at one … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY SEVEN…shoes are NOT optional

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“get dressed girls” in 6 and 9 year-old girl world means, “put our clothes on and our dolls clothes on we’re going somewhere. But she didn’t say shoes, so we probably don’t need them.” Do they have a lingo book for 6 & 9 year olds somewhere? Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY TWO…we can do this

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letting go of something or somethings (plural) is often more difficult than the actuality of living without it. I think for me, it’s the incontrovertible process of having to say goodbye. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE…WE DID IT!!!

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We never really know the impetus or the catalyst behind some of our personal choices. We can speculate, presume, and try to make sense, where there is no sense to be made. Sometimes, you just have to follow your dreams. And that’s what we’re doing… Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY…just swinging

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What’s more romantic than a tree swing which allows you to watch and capture moments of your life as a family together? I can see the girls (at various stages in their lives) in a montage of images with music playing in the background…maybe playing at their weddings many years from now. I can see the girls keeping the videos for their own kids to watch and I can imagine how “old” and “Long ago” it will seem to their children. Musings of the traditions of a simple yet beautiful tree swing. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SIXTY SIX…Spring Chickens and Ceramic Bunnies

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Random minis: We spent last week at my brother’s vacation home in Beech Mtn. NC. On Wednesday, for dinner, Greg and I were in the mood to try something new. Whenever we visit Boone, Banner elk and Blowing Rock we … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SIXTY FIVE…this southern girl is feeling appreciative

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Crisp cool evenings chilly air wafting through the house at night through the open windows the constant smell of freshly cut grass the constant sound of birds of different species singing to one another in all their different languages the … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FIFTY SEVEN…the pitfalls of homeschooling

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I was unpacking our bicycles from this mornings ride when Phoebe approached me in the garage with a serious tone in her voice saying, “Mommy, something’s wrong with Abby. She is saying she doesn’t want to play dolls with me. I … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-FOUR…daddy the hero

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We went to church on Sunday. Abby and Phoebe attend the Childrens’ moment in our church. It’s always interesting to hear what Phoebe is going to say in front of the entire congregation. People enjoy her random verbal diaharea…as long as … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FORTY THREE…a comedy of errors

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Cecilia had therapy this morning. My plan for the day was to take her to therapy, rush home for a quick shower and then head south 72 miles. Cecilia had an Orthopedic appointment in Boca Raton at 1:30. By my … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY SEVEN….premium octane please

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My tolerance level is running on fumes right now. People never tell you when your pregnant that, once those cute adorable little babies turn into toddlers you will have to repeat yourself constantly. Ask those cute innocent little beings the same … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY THREE…an ending in pictures

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The last week of our 3-week hiatus included an adventurous, rocking and might I add “freezing” night on a boat, 5 amazingly fun and very different playgrounds, An amazing garden filled with beautiful purple flowers, ‘Moomers’ the famous ice cream … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY SIX…sisters and their acrobatic dolls

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On Thursday Abby, Phoebe and I met my sister at good ole’ Yeehaw Junction. The girls were going to spend a couple of nights with her. Their plans included visiting the American Girl Store for an afternoon of tea, a … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY FIVE…fruit and poop randomness

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Little Phoebe and her sentence structure is really blowing us away. She stomped her way into our bedroom bright and early and proclaimed, “Guys, I had the worst dream last night.” This perfect sentence from our 5-year-old. At 3 this … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY TWO…

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I turned 38 years old 20 days ago. My husband and I have a continual dialogue about our dreams which almost always include travel of some sort. Occasionally I dream out-loud about photography equipment and encourage him to fantasize about a … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTEEN…i am missing something, am i missing something

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I woke up this morning with a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach…”I forgot something or am forgetting something”. Lucky me, I know the mystery will reveal itself to me before the day is over, most likely too late … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN…3 is a good number

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My baby girl turned 3 at the end of July. I had this *brilliant* idea that I would go through each and every picture file on my folder and pull out my favorite pictures of Cecilia over the past 3 … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED NINE…i don’t want a stinky heart

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oh hell, I guess I’ll write a post.. I have been eavesdropping on my girls lately and I have heard some pretty funny stuff… Abby:  Phoebe, CC has a sweet heart. You have a stinky heart. Phoebe:  I don’t want a … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHT…worth celebrating

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All week long I have been waiting for Friday.  I wanted to remember the special day in March. I forgot it last year until the very last minute, which made me feel like the WORST mom on the planet. Friday … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVEN…let ’em eat cookies

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A day off from school is equal to a day of absolute and total chaos in the kitchen. WE MADE COOKIES!!!!! butterfly cookies heart cookies circle cookies star cookies, triangle cookies, dragonfly cookies, apple cookies, Teddy Bear cookies, flower cookies, … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED THREE…Friday night, my brain is fried, randomness

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Phoebe has been spitting a lot lately. I’m not sure where she picked up the habit, but when she’s mad, she spits. When she’s sad, she spits. When she falls down and hurts her knee, she spits. If there’s a … Continue reading

NINETY-NINE…next stop – normal

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Sometimes I forget that plateaus lead to progress. I felt as if we had been on a plateau for so long. I thought the plateau was something to do with me. There is one theme which continues to remain prevalent … Continue reading

NINETY-EIGHT…and we’re back

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I have a love/hate relationship with this face… I love that lip. It’s so adorable. But seeing her upset hurts my heart. But that lip!!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! Cecilia is still screaming…and working on getting on to her knees and … Continue reading

NINETY-SEVEN…blob out

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I have reached a point in my life where, at a certain time of day, my brain stops working. 5:30 in the afternoon rolls around and I can’t seem to form a single intelligent sentence or thought, if I do … Continue reading

NINETY-SIX…

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PhoebeShe eats with her mouth wide open. And makes little noises when she eats her food. Chunks of food fall out of her mouth and at the end of a meal she has food all over her face, hands, clothes … Continue reading

NINETY-FIVE…new dreams

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We have turned a corner at the Spranger house. Cecilia has adopted a personality and she wants everyone in this house to know.  The above picture is a moment captured in a day in the life of Cecilia.  If Cecilia … Continue reading

NINETY-THREE…memories and anniversary’s

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In 7 days, it will be our one year anniversary since moving to Florida. Greg reminded me today.  on the one hand, it is so hard to believe it’s only been a year We have built a life here, I … Continue reading

NINETY-ONE…productivity

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I have discovered a productive way to take Phoebe to the grocery store 1. Phoebe 2. Phoebe’s personal grocery cart 3. first stop…bakery, the ladies at the bakery know her and great her by name. She stands and chats with … Continue reading

NINETY…shake it like a polaroid picture

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Thanks to Abby and her sudden discovery and thus interest in Katy Perry and Justin Beaver (I like the way she pronounces it!!) I too have Beiber Fever! “Mommy can we listen to Katy Perry please…please…Mom, please put Katy Perry … Continue reading

Eighty-Eight…

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Lately, Phoebe and I like to play this game where I ask her what her name is and she responds simply by saying, “Chris-mis”, then she proceeds to sing the ‘jingle bell’ song and finally following up with a, “Santa, … Continue reading