Posts Tagged ‘adoption blogger’

Just Part Of Being A Girl

You know, it’s funny. After all the summers I spent living at Camp Tanuga, I never really paid attention to the differences between boys and girls until my visits this summer. I think it’s because when I was living at camp I was immersed in it–but now I’m back to being just a visitor so I’m…

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Don’t Overthink It

My girls and I are scheduled to speak in a few days at an adoption event in the metro Detroit area. We are very excited to be included, but it occurred to me this morning that I don’t have any idea what we’re going to speak about.

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It’s Her Story To Tell

“It’s Her Story To Tell” A Dim Sum & Doughnuts Guest Post By: Laurie Freeman Every age presents a new challenge when our kids are growing up. And as much as we try or think we should shelter them, it’s impossible to do. They are truly less neurotic than their parents about moving on and moving up, that transition…

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In Defense Of Black Dogs: The Bruno Marshall Story

(From the archives: February, 2015) I read an article once that said “Black dogs are less likely to be adopted than dogs of other colors.” I never forgot that article because I didn’t understand. Why would dogs get the shaft simply for being black? Some of my favorite dogs are black! In truth though, whenever I had…

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Walt Disney’s Progress Report

(From The Archives: July, 2011) My girls aren’t big into TV. They like the show Imagination Movers, but outside of that, TV is not really their thing. Disney movies are what’s big in our house.

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After The Wait

The sucky part about almost anything is the wait: Waiting in line, waiting your turn, waiting to get served. All of it. Sucks. Sometimes the wait isn’t that bad, but that’s usually for something that isn’t that good. But if it’s something good, like really good, there’s usually a wait.

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Why My Kids Are Going To End Up In Therapy

When you’re a parent, you can tell your kid to do pretty much anything you want and they have to do it. I’m not making any recommendations, or judgments— I’m just stating a fact: There is great power in being a parent.

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When They’re Yours

When I was 12 or 13 years old, I used to babysit. It wasn‘t my thing. The kids smelled like playground, their hands were grubby and they wanted me to “play.” I wasn’t into it. I used to change the clocks and announce “Time for bed!” an hour or so earlier than I was supposed…

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