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House Names

Dear Kid,

I’ve been watching too much tiny house TV. I’ve been watching the shows where they build tiny homes and the shows where people hunt for existing tiny homes. Who knew there was so much small living in these here United States?

I’ve noticed two important things about these teeny abodes. The first is that they are about 300 square feet and you have to climb a ladder to sleep in a loft that you can’t stand up in. The second is that all these homes have names.

“The Loft”

“The Cottage”

“The Palace”

What would you name your house? DearKidLoveMom.com“The Mill House”

“The Bungalow”

“The Burrow”

What is with all these properties with names?

Why doesn’t our house have a name? (Beyond “home.”)

Home is a good name, but it’s not really a name you put on a sign and say, “This home is known as Home.” It just sounds weird.

For starters, it doesn’t have “the” in front of it which is apparently critical to the house-naming process.

“Hillcrest”

“Meadow View”

“Sunnyside”

“Top Cottage”

“Saunders”

OK, maybe it doesn’t HAVE to have a “The”.

Extra points if you know who lived under the name of Saunders.

I’m contemplating names:

“The Mess”

“The Dustbowl”

“Coffee First”

“The Dishwasher Needs to Be Emptied”

“The Forgotten Chore”

What’s your suggestion for our house name?

Love, Mom

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Here’s What I Think About the FC Cincinnati Game

Here’s What I Think About the FC Cincinnati Game

Dear Kid,

I now have some perspective.

(Yeah, that’s not entirely true. But I have had a few hours’ sleep and I was just too worn out to write and reflect after the game.)

Sooooo, there was a soccer game in Cincinnati this week (wasn’t sure if you knew that).

The price of parking in the area doubled, the number of available seats for dinner eating dwindled to a ridiculous few, and joy and excitement reached entirely new heights.

Dinner was a colossal failure hot mess unfortunate event interesting. After a competitive game of “I Dunno, Where Do You Want to Eat?” we tried every restaurant within 6 miles only to discover that we’d have to wait until dawn for a table. (No joke. We put our names in at one place and we’re still waiting for them to free up a table for us.) We ended up at Dibella’s “Wait, there are going to be guests tonight?” Subs.

After placing our orders, we sat down to wait for the sandwiches.

Let’s do the math: 6 people, 5 of whom ordered subs. How many sandwiches were delivered correctly and how many mistakes were made? Ok, carry the one, compute the combination and permutations, throw salt over your shoulder, and be sure to show your work. In pencil. And the answer is: one sandwich delivered correctly! 4,782 mistakes were made. For the last sandwich, it took our collective efforts to explain that a Philly Cheese Steak included steak (not turkey) and cheese (not invisible cheese substitute).

Fortunately, we had plenty of time and eventually everyone was fed. (I ate French fries at the game. They were just about perfect. Happy, happy little me.)

FC Cincinnati Soccer and Pi. DearKidLoveMom.comThen we went to the game.

If we’re being completely honest, Football Club Cincinnati was outplayed from whistle to whistle. But as you know, I rarely let complete honesty get in the way of fan-ship and team loyalty. There were definitely some questionable officiating calls. Our guys played their hearts out and when they scored the first goal the crowd went wild.

I have never fully understood that phrase until now. I have never felt that kind of transformative energy. It was a lifetime experience.

Ultimately (and by “ultimately” I mean after two periods of overtime), we lost. By one teeny tiny little unfortunate goal.

We got home waaaay past my bedtime. But it was absolutely worth it.

Love, Mom

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FC Cincinnati | We’re Off to the Game!

FC Cincinnati | We’re Off to the Game!

Dear Kid,

Celebrating World Cup Soccer Puppy-style DearKidLoveMom.comSomehow, someway, we (and by “we” I mean you) managed to defy the odds, conquer the technology, and procure tickets to tonight’s FC Cincinnati game.

The fabulous feat means that A) we get to enjoy the game tonight and B) I get to make several people seriously jealous.

We also get to fight 4 zillion cars to make it downtown in time for the start of the game. Not a problem. I have great faith. Not to mention we’re leaving 6 hours before we need to be there.

OK, I’m joking about the 6 hours. We’re only allowing 5.

Don your blue (yes, it’s a #Blueout), and let’s have fun!

Love, Mom

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Dog Fight, Snoopy, and Parenting

Dog Fight, Snoopy, and Parenting

Dear Kid,

A friend of mine was in a dog fight. Not the cool, imaginary Snoopy and the Red Baron kind. A real, go to the hospital and have a boatload of stitches kind.

Not the cool, imaginary Snoopy and the Red Baron kind of dog fight. DearKidLoveMom.com

The bad part is that the dogs in question are her dogs. And she kept yelling to the ER docs, “I have to go, my dog is hurt!”

My friend (you don’t know her and she lives in a different part of the country) will be fine. Her dogs (generally very sweet loving creatures) will be fine. I’m not at all sure that I will be fine.

The dogs are big and high energy but well behaved. They live happily in a fenced-in yard where they have plenty of room to run and play. They also have neighbors.

Ill-behaved neighborhood boys.

Badly-behaved local hooligans.

Hoodlums.

Ruffians.

Who—not for the first time—came by the back fence and goaded the dogs into fighting.

Who does that?!!!

My friend has spoken to the boys’ parents. More than once. Apparently, the parents are complete and utter twits because they don’t seem to care (at all) that their boys are mistreating animals.

How clueless are these parents???

My friend is going to talk to them again. She thinks maybe now that she’s been so significantly injured the parents might take notice.

YO! Parents: Lawsuit on the horizon!

But it shouldn’t take the threat of legal action to get parents to raise reasonably behaved children.

Argh!

Sending happy healing thoughts to my friend and her dogs. And hopes that the boys’ parents get their act together before too long.

Love, Mom

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June 29th–Hug Holiday Day | The Thing About Hugs

Dear Kid,

Today, June 29th, is Hug Holiday Day. (I’m in favor of hugs. I’m in favor of holidays. And I’m in favor of days. But “Hug Holiday Day” needs work. Why not “Give Someone a Hug Day”? Or “Heaping Up Goodness”? Yeah, not great, I know, but still better than Hug Holiday Day. Just sayin’.)

A hug is like a boomerang—you get it back right away. ~Bil Keane, “Family Circus”

You can't wrap love in a box, but you can wrap a person in a hug. ~Author Unknown DearKidLoveMom.comHug Holiday Day was created by the Hugs for Health Foundation as part of their premise that “hugs, friendship and volunteer support are vital components to the overall senior care plan.”

Lovely. Let’s get to the hugs.

I love hugging.  I wish I was an octopus, so I could hug ten people at a time.  ~Drew Barrymore

Studies have found that not only are hugs good for the soul (and for inspiring fun quotes), they actually help improve health. Hugs decrease feelings of loneliness and tension, lower blood pressure, and improve self-esteem and immune system functions.

I have a present for you, but I need to borrow your arms for wrapping paper.  ~Author Unknown

Hugs can help ease fear. Studies have shown what every toddler knows: you feel less afraid when you hug something, whether it’s a person or a stuffed animal.

I will not play at tug o’ war
I’d rather play at hug o’ war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs….
~Shel Silverstein

Every time I think of you, it is like getting a hug from the inside out. ~Author Unknown DearKidLoveMom.comHugs are nice. They are good for you, they’re free, and they’re fun. So go hug someone. Or two someones.

And remember that even though I’m not next to you, I’m hugging you long-distance.

A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go. ~Author Unknown

Love, Mom

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Weirdness Strikes | Dad Is Providing Blog Ideas

Dear Kid,

As if we didn’t already have enough proof that the world was crazy, Dad has been giving me ideas for writing to you.

Dad. Who has been busy ignoring this project since I started.

Ideas. Good ones. (OK, not all of them are good, but enough so that I’ve noticed.)

And not just by providing experiences like Chicago in February (which was excellent in and of itself). He found the article about the crazy dress code in London.

The times, they are a’ changin’…

Love, Mom

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