April 12, 2013
After seven hours of labor, two weeks before he was ready our youngest, our last child came into this world letting everyone know that he was not thrilled to be here early. He could not have looked more like the Fighting Irish Mascot if someone had posed him. After more than an hour of constant […]
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August 14, 2012
My boys of summer, the days have seemed even more fleeting this year. They tell us when we are younger that “Time flies the older you get” but as we all now know the young rarely listen when it comes to advice on mortality. How can they when Father Time hasn’t tapped them on the […]
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