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A Mother’s Friendship Will Last Forever
“Shoot me if it comes to that,” I make my husband promise every time I visit Maggie. If his response is any indication, I suspect he’ll oblige.
“He must be a saint,” shudders my husband as I describe Maggie’s decline and her husband Peter’s ministrations.
His horror foreshadows the treatment Continue… »
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By Dawn YunExtreme Christmas House Lights Up Childhood
Once a year we visit Edmundo Rombeiro’s Christmas house in Novato. The Griswald house doesn’t hold an electric light to this one. When we drove up to it this year, my son remarked, “Wow, that’s a lot of Christmas lights. Maybe too much!”
We Wuv When They’re So Cute and Huggly
My son is only hugs years old and yet he has mastered the complex emotional satisfaction of a hug.
Jacob has a language delay that basically means his words lack articulation, so when he says anything clearly — I am thrilled.
One week ago he began to say, “Give hug” as he walked towards me, arms open, and squeezed with emphasis upon contact. I equated this to modeling and that he was just hugging because he sees others do it, including me to him about twenty times a day.
By Jennifer O'ShaughnessyVolunteer
I am a recovering parent volunteer.
I held the position of room mom for grades Pre-K through fourth, organizing class parties and drivers for field trips. I drove to destinations like the zoo, the fire department, the recycling center, and the pumpkin patch.
I served as the secretary, vice-president, and president of the home and school club of my children’s elementary school. I sat on the Enrichment Committee, the Fundraising Committee, the Auction Committee, the Teacher Appreciation Luncheon Committee, and the Literature Committee.
I baked dozens of bare sugar cookies for decorating in the shape of shamrocks in March, butterflies in May, pumpkins in November, and snowmen in December.
By Tina Bournazos
