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September 5, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Poop Scoop

When I was preparing to become a mom, I never ever ever thought I’d be on such intimate terms with poop. I have cleaned it out from under my fingernails….

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September 4, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Punk Rock Nerd

If I compare my 14-year-old stepdaughter’s high school experience with my own 15 years ago, there really aren’t that many differences. There are still preps. And goths. And geeks. And…

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September 3, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Head Case

When I took Baby to her first doctor’s appointment at three months, it was a much Bigger deal than I had expected. “Everything looks great,” my doctor said, reviewing Baby’s…

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September 2, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

A Soccer Mom Speaks Out

Being a soccer mom is so much harder than you’d think. It’s not easy remembering to bring 18 Little Debbies and Capri Suns to the Tuesday away game against the…

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August 31, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

The Secret Lives of Sisters

I’ve already admitted I’m a snoop. But my snooping doesn’t extend only to my husband. Oh no, I snoop on the baby (well, that’s justified I guess- I’m a little…

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August 30, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Katrina and Me

Like all of you, I’ve been watching Katrina coverage with interest– the wind, the rain, the flooding, the reporters-risking-their-lives-and-for-what?!-for-WHAT?! I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that Katrina…

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August 27, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Who Nose?

Perhaps some child psychoanalyst out there can explain this to me. Because I am at a loss. Me: Breakfast? 16-month-old Baby: Best? Me: Lunch? Baby: Lohnsh? Me: Dinner! Baby: Din!…

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August 23, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Big Baby

As Baby choked on a meat stick today and regurgitated a pungent mixture of chicken and creamed spinach all down the front of my shirt, I began to meditate on…

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August 19, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Bully Beware

I stumbled across a blog today detailing the daily physical and emotional abuse of a young wife by her husband and couldn’t tear my eyes away. I wanted to go…

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August 17, 2005 posted by Lindsay Ferrier

Beece

We have a new addition to our family of five: Beece. “Beece!” Baby shouts each morning when she wakes up. “Beece!” she cries, looking around her before settling down with…