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We are moms. We are bloggers. We are writers. We write mom lit, chick lit, and parent humor. Who knows what else will come out of our brains and on to the page. Visit us at http://www.MomsWhoWriteandBlog.com
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How do you choose the right elementary school?

August is all about School Spirit when you Blog With Friends Long time no see. That's me, of course, not you. I've been kind of MIA for a few weeks, but as some of you...
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Finding Blessings in Sweaty Hair, Dirty Feet, and Butt Jokes

I filled his sippy cup with water as he waited. Silent, pudgy baby fingers reaching. I twisted the lid, and it whispered. "Autism." The leaves on the nearby plant shook...
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On Responding With Grace to Venom, Emotions, and Words

Ker-clump, ker-clump, ker-clump. The floor shakes above me - my son is running laps. It's not exactly running, although he is fast. The movement reminds me of...
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On The Ripple Effect and Kind Words and Pebbles Mattering

"Drop a pebble in the water, splash, and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on. Spreading, spreading from the center to the sea, and...
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My Not-So-Little Boy Wants to Sleep Alone and I Don't Know How That Makes Me Feel

“I want to sleep alone,” he said. “Please leave.” I remember hoping for similar words in the past, but on this night, I was sad. Unprepared. “Don’t you want...
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