Tag Archives: Evan

It could be worse

Dear Evan and Lulu, I say this to you a lot. It could be worse.  When Robie chews all your stuffed animals I tell you “It could be worse” because I know that I’ve already thrown away 250 mangled dolls, books, bubbles, puzzles, markers, and much more of your belongings that became carnage of Robie’s wrath.   It could be

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You can do this

Dear Evan, When you were 2 years old I took you to the zoo to try and waste time until your sister was born. I was huge and miserable, spending my summer binging on watermelon and dreaming of pregnant free days. You  were small and spry, with endless energy and zero patience for your inflated and fatigued mother.  The zoo

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