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Going Inside

Abigail always wants to go inside. No matter where we are, she always asks to go inside. The only problem with this is that she almost never wants to go inside. Passing through any door is “going inside.” “Fiendish!” I … Continue reading

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Abbey Dove

“Abbey has a battle wound,” Jessica said, still sleepy in the early morning darkness. After a contemplative pause, Abigail replied, “Balla woo.” “That’s right, a battle wound,” I chipped in from my side of the bed. “Battle wound!” It often … Continue reading

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Sing a Song

“I-sing-in-this!” Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Jessica and I sometimes have to pay close attention to understand what Abigail is singing,  if we ever actually do pick up the words. But the girl certainly knows how to put on a show. … Continue reading

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Dialogue with a Daughter

Abigail and I had a brief debate this morning. She had strong feelings on the issue of the orientation of her blanket relative to the floor as well as in relation to her  stuffed lion. She also felt that I … Continue reading

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Farmer’s Market

Abigail did a lot of running at the farmer’s market this week, weaving in and out of the legs in the crowd with more or less success, depending on where her focus was at the time. People loved her purple … Continue reading

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