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The other day at Target, the girls and I did their back-to-school shopping. On the list? New backpacks for both girls.
Kallan quickly collects all of the smaller items on her list and then announces she would like to buy a ball with her own money. She runs off to select the perfect bouncy …Expectations exceeded
“Mother!”
“Yes, Maj?”
“Mother! I need help, Mother! Kallan is way too energetic! Help me!”
I walk into the room, and Maj is sitting on the couch knitting.
And Kallan is whirling and twirling around her sister like she’s a tether ball and Maj is the pole to which she is attached. …Bad news for you
Both of my girls have been taking swimming lessons at the lake for the last several weeks. One daughter has, after much time spent in terror of water, caught up with her sister in swimming ability. They are now both lovely swimmers, and my heart aches to see them glide through the water.
Flying, …Heavier murky air
The girls and I, out walking in a park. A tree-filled park. We walk through the shade of countless branches and limbs, linked above our heads. Down the path we go, to the river.
We each have a stick for poking things.
As we approach the water, there is a scent in the air. …End help
Maj is sick this morning. Yesterday’s metaphorical melting?
Today a reality.
So she is all sunken eyes and pale skin and sadness. Lying on the couch. Threatening to barf, refusing to eat, sipping her water, watching television.
And Kallan is hysterical with need.
It is hard to think when there is sickness on one …Words from Kallan
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