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Essentials

Jason stood at the front door with his suitcase at his feet. “Let’s go!” he called out. His son Tyler ran to meet him. He was only carrying a backpack. “What’s that?” demanded Jason. “You told me to just bring … Continue reading

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February

One afternoon, while driving in the car, Colton asked, “Dad, why does February only have twenty-eight days?” “That’s a very good question,” replied Colton’s dad. “Bruce,” warned Dana, his wife. “What?” asked Bruce. “Inquiring minds want to know.” “Uh huh,” … Continue reading

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The Breakfast Soup Conundrum

“Yesterday my son asked me if breakfast cereal was a soup,” laughed Ken. “Where do kids get ideas like that?” José raised an eyebrow. “What did you tell him?” “What d’ya mean?” “Is it a soup?” “Of course not.” “How … Continue reading

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When Maternal Instincts Are Stretched

“It would be a lot easier to behave if there wasn’t so many other exciting options,” announced Clayton. He was standing ankle deep in a home made jello pool in the in middle of the living room. His mother, red … Continue reading

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Salamander Redux

Early on the morning of January first, Scott Fraser received a call. His wife Desirae listened in. “Yes, this is he… My son is named Brett.” “Who is it?” asked Desirae. “It’s the police,” replied Scott. “Is Brett okay?” asked … Continue reading

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The Mothers of Millenials

  “Guess what Carson did.” It was the kind of statement Rachel hated. The bright look in Jamie’s eyes meant she was about to regain Rachel with her adult son’s latest achievement. “I dunno,” said Rachel. “Was it a felony?” … Continue reading

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The Night of Projectile Vomiting

“Last night I woke up to the worst sound in the world,” said Don. “What?” asked Frances. The two were standing in line at Starbucks. “The sound of my son throwing up.” Frances cringed. “That’s bad.” “At first I thought … Continue reading

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