by Amy Urquhart
on July 14, 2010
in Parenting
We never had a dog while I was growing up. That is, not until my dad met my step-mom. Her family had a beautiful golden retriever named Skye, “The Dumb Blonde,” my dad affectionately called her.
Then I met my husband-to-be, Graham, and he had a dog named Mazda. Mazda was named after his first true love, I suppose.
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by Anissa Mayhew
on May 10, 2010
in Parenting
We are nice people. Well. We aren’t mean people. Well. Children don’t run and cry when we come down the street. Usually. We have learned to be nicer people. It means no hissing at strangers (which is a lot). It means no flailing about when Girl Scouts come to the door.
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