Photo: Ted McGrath, Creative Commons, cc license Sliced onions sting my eyes, and a salty scent of “pork eggroll in a bowl” rests heavy in the kitchen. Flecks of shredded carrot scatter my youngest’s plate and the table where he sat. Lego noises and boy sounds echo in the living room. Spring in Minnesota looks…

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She is laughing so hard that the sound ricochets up the steps. (Not my daughter.)   Photo Credit:Alpha Chen, Creative Commons, cc license “Oh no,” she giggles in surprise and glee, “oh no.” And the squealed laughter and mirth bubble up from deep within her. My daughter’s laughter is known for being unrestrainable, uncontainable, and loud.…

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It’s not that I was ignoring him. Photo: Anne Ostsee, Creative Commons, cc license I looked up as he said my name, and I smiled and nodded. “Mom? See the sunrise? Look.” My six year old Daniel pointed out the dining room deck window. “Yeah, I see it! So pretty, huh?” I grinned and looked…

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