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First Blood – The Baby Faceplant
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Well, it happened – it was inevitable: Anneka did a faceplant on the tile floor and gave herself a bloody nose. This of course made Sarah and I feel like heels … but it’s really part of growing up. Even understanding that, we both still felt terrible. Well, until 10 minutes later when the bleeding…

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Parental Navel Gazing

Thoughts About Packing and Traveling
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We’re packing for Germany! Just the thought of gathering our thoughts about what to stuff into our backpacks amps the energy in the house up – noticeably and positively. We’re thinking about alpine coasters, Schwäbisch Hall, Belgian beers, seeing my family, dropping in on old friends and all that smile-inducing stuff that is the reward…

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Parental Navel Gazing

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Sarah and I were just at a 3-year-old girl’s birthday party. To say that it was “princess themed” would be an understatement. It was more an indoctrination that every girl should aspire to be a princess, to swath herself in pink and to wear a tiara. Good god. This is the part of being a…

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Digging In

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My favorite everyday part of being a dad is feeding time. Anneka is a lot of fun when she eats. Her expressions and body language are comedy gold. Here’s how it usually goes down: First Bite – She’s usually not in the mood to start eating; I have to smear a bit of food on…

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Great Outdoors

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A few days ago, I posted about how I’d like to find a secular scouting group for Anneka – one that doesn’t center its activities around selling cookies (I’m looking at you, Girl Scouts of America – just in case I’m not being blatant enough) nor push a religious agenda. Camp Fire was my first…

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Planes/Trains/Cars/Boats

First International Trip Update
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Tomorrow, Anneka is going to City Hall! We’re going to get her passport application going. Just consider – exactly 7 months ago, she was getting air and calories via the umbilical cord. Now, a first international trip is the sort of milestone that makes Dad get a bit verklempt. I’ve noticed a lot of new…

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