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This post is from from my other blog here And I was only there for half of it.
Whew. As has always been my comic book convention experience, the weekend was exhausting but sooo much fun. That it fell on this particular weekend was a bummer, though, because a bunch of my girlfriends were at an entirely different conference on the other side of the country, and I (sob) could not be in two places at once.
Looking at all the beautiful pictures from the FCL Conference gave me such a smile, because talk about a study in contrasts! Here’s what their weekend looked like.
Here’s what mine looked like.

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This post is from from my other blog here Last night was, as I mentioned, the first night of Comic Con, and Scott didn’t get home until after 10 p.m. Shakespeare Club didn’t happen yesterday because a number of the kids were out of town or had relatives visiting, but my gang and I had a busy afternoon nonetheless. Them: running through sprinklers. Me: plugging away at the decluttering project. More progress, woohoo! But I have decided that clothes storage, as in the handmedowns I’m saving for the next younguns in line, is the bane of my existence. Just so you know.
Around 7:30 in the evening I was folding ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Last Friday Jane and her friends had the great fun of making blankets together for a service project headed by my sweet and generous friend Katie. All the volunteers were sent home with giant bags of fabric, fleece and cotton, to be used in making more blankets for the pro-life center and anything else the girls want to tackle for themselves or their families. Jane spent the weekend making fleece blankets and pillows, some knotted, some hand-sewn. I promised to work on making a space for her to have easy access to the sewing machine: all three big girls very ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Originally posted in June 2006.
Wonderboy’s hearing loss came as a shock to us. Sure, we knew he’d failed the newborn hearing test. Three times. But those rounds of testing were administered in the NICU where there is always a humming and beeping of background noise, and the tech had told us that ambient noise could skew the test results. We had more pressing things to worry about: his (minor) heart defect; his recovery from omphalocele repair surgery; the genetic testing necessary to determine whether he had a potentially serious chromosomal syndrome; the fact that he was going home on oxygen. ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Rilla’s speech has rocketed forward into adorably articulated complete sentences. The other night, when Scott walked in the door after work with a grocery bag in his hand, she announced authoritatively: “Mommy! Daddy bringit you more choc’wat!”
And indeed he had, a whole sackful of my beloved Ritter Sport bars (dark chocolate with marzipan). Mmm. Two or three squares of this around three o’clock in the afternoon is better than a nap.
As Lilting House readers will remember, Scott goes to great lengths to keep me supplied, but nine bars all at once? Such superfluity of treasure! What on earth?
Turns out there ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Scott’s on the patio, and I hear him sputter.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“Oh, it’s just…your children,” he says.
My children. This oughta be good.
“What is it?” I ask, bracing myself.
“I don’t want to tell you,” he says, “because I screwed up.”
This is getting better and better.
“How?” I ask.
“Um. You know how you asked me to fix the spray-nozzle thingie on the hose?”
Oh, sure I remember that. I couldn’t get it screwed on right, and water kept squirting out at the connection and getting Jane or me all wet whenever we tried to water the plants. At last, in exasperation, I took the ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Me: Ja-ane!
Jane: Coming!
Me: Hey, will you grab my tea on your way? It’s on the counter.
Jane arrives, hands me my iced tea.
Me: Thanks. That’s all I wanted.
Jane: (blinks)
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This post is from from my other blog here 
Gosh it’s nice to have my big girls back.

They were so excited to see that our pumpkin turned orange while they were gone.

And that I didn’t totally kill the flowers, even if the nasturtiums did get a little crisped while my waterers were away.

However, Rilla has strong opinions about who owns Beanie’s baby now. Possession is nine-tenths of the law and all that.

Ditto Rose’s umbrella.

Perhaps if she moves fast enough, Rose won’t notice she’s got it.

Hiding is another good tactic. What umbrella? Nobody here but us…um…mushrooms. Yeah.
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This post is from from my other blog here Word has it that a juvenile court judge has terminated the court’s jurisdiction over the two children involved in the In re Rachel L case that made the news last spring. As you’ll recall, the children’s court-appointed attorneys had petitioned the court to require the homeschooled children to be enrolled in public school. A lower court denied the request, but the appellate court overturned the decision with a sweeping statement about the legality of homeschooling in CA without a teacher’s credential. The court later vacated that ruling and re-heard arguments for the case last month. We’ve all been waiting with ...
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This post is from from my other blog here 
Some days you’re just too tired to make it all the way onto the sofa.
(Or, apparently, to wash your feet.)
This photo could be called “Like Mother, Like Daughter,” because the fatigue displayed by my lass here matches exactly how I’ve been feeling lately. Utterly wiped out. Which is to say: the pregnancy is proceeding exactly as it should. I’m 15+ weeks now, so I should be climbing out of the nausea soon. SOON, you hear me?
One of these days, I might even be up to giving Rilla a bath.
Scott’s in ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Dear Big Sister,
Don’t worry—I’m taking very good care of your monkeys while you’re away.
Love,
Rilla

P.S. I can’t promise you’ll be getting them back.
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This post is from from my other blog here So far:
A trip to the pool with their beloved cousin.
Kitty cats to cuddle.
Grandma’s home cooking—believe me, there is nothing better in this world.
Three days in the mountains!
The Continental Divide.
Wildflowers.
Alpine sliding.
Horseback riding.
Roller skating.
Stepping in snow for the first time since leaving Virginia.
Making crafts at the YMCA camp.
Tour of alpaca farm. Baby llamas up close. Wool to take home.
More crafting!
A trip to a lake? The phone was cutting out at this point so I’m fuzzy on the details.
And from the sound of it, numerous gift shop excursions. “I got a hat, and a tiny horse with bridle, and…”
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