Archive for January, 2009

superlatives



Remember those silly senior superlatives that were voted on just before graduation, such as “best dressed,” “most athletic,” “most school spirit.”  Well, I got to thinking about what my brood might be voted for and this is what I came up with… Most Likely to Get Caught Necking in the Basement = EMERSON Most Likely to Win […]

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stark contrast



Some habits never die and some you cling on to.  This one, in particular, we love.  I figured out why tonight as we were completing our ritual.  Sometimes Tim and I do it independently but more often together. The habit:  we check on our kids every night after they fall asleep. Even when our kids were […]

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stuff



I moved to and from college in a Honda Civic.  While I pride myself on being an expert packer (it is a Rowe trait I inherited), the hatchback was surprisingly efficient.  It transported all that was important to me in my 20s.  And that car is still cruising the streets of Indy, just as efficient as […]

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petite ball of whoop-***



Campbell came out screaming, despite her petite stature, and hasn’t stopped since.  We consider her a rare, special child.  Tim and I often want to shake her and kiss her at the same time.  She has an inate way of driving you crazy yet loving her madly within minutes of each other.  She is smart beyond her years.  Not sure […]

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beneath my pillow



For the second time in a week, I have gone to bed only to find something that melted my heart beneath my pillow.   This perfect drawing by and of my four-year old, Gage!  Believe it or not, it looks just like him…huge eyes and an even bigger grin.  I love this kid.

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lineage



Kind of a rowdy-looking bunch, eh?  We had a great visit with Betsy and Suzy while they gandered at our newest addition to the family…Baby Axel.  It is hard to believe they all start out that small and rapidly grow into little balls of energy.  Grandpa would have loved this picture because it includes seven […]

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beware



Beware of falling hand weights when you walk in our entryway.  Yes…pre-hormanal, Emerson, at age two decided to show just how mad she was by throwing a 5 lb. dumbell (inherited from my grandfather) from the banister on the second floor.  It sounded as if a bomb went off in the house.  Thankfully, no one […]

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resolutions



I queried Briggs on his New Year’s Resolutions last night.  He said he needed time to sit on it.  I agreed.  It always takes me awhile to figure out what I can truly commit to in the coming year.  I would love to commit to not yelling at my children (at least not in the […]

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scary cat



I promised Stacy I would upload pictures of our beloved cat, Misty.  She is as old as the hills.  We have had her since 1992.  She has lived in multiple homes in four states.  She has traveled on planes, trains, and automobiles.   Like the rest of the Stoner Clan…she has a lot of personality. When […]

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revolving door



I think each house takes on its own identity over the years.  In fact, sometimes even its own scent.  If I were to blindly walk back into The Sedita’s home today, a place where I spent a good portion of my childhood, I would know it instantly by its scent. I believe our home is known for its […]

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