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December 30, 2015

7 New Year’s Resolutions I Am NOT Going to Keep

Dear Kid,

I’ve been thinking about New Year’s Resolutions. Studies show that the vast majority of people who make NYRs break them before they recover from their New Year’s Eve induced hangover.

Nonetheless,

For 2016, I resolve

To drink more water. How I will measure this is completely unclear since I have no idea how much water I drank in 2015. But I’m committed to trying up my dihydrogen monoxide intake (yeah, I just really wanted to say dihydrogen monoxide).

To spend more time with friends. Not sure how I’ll do that since it is just plain HARD to make 24 hours a day stretch to 27 or so. But I’m committed to trying.

To brush the puppy more often. I know how to do that one (take brush in one hand and puppy in the other…), but I’m not sure exactly what it will accomplish since shedding is his primary occupation.

To drink less coffee. (Not really. But it looks impressive on the list so I’ll leave it there a little longer.)

To get more sleep. See above comment about figuring out how to get more hours into the day. But maybe I can give up a few hours of TV in order to get some additional shut eye.

To start AND FINISH a crafts project. Starting is no problem. Finishing could be a bit of a sticky wicket.

To keep the kitchen counters free of clutter. Yep. Right after I give up coffee and bad TV.

Perhaps I’d better rethink this list.

Love, Mom

 

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September 14, 2015

Things You Don’t Know About Apples | Happy New Year

Dear Kid,

Happy New Year! And happy apples to celebrate the New Year.

Happy New Year! May it be a Sweet and Healthy Year. DearKidLoveMom.comApples are members of the rose family. Unfortunately, handing your True Love a bouquet of apple blossoms doesn’t really have the same effect as sending a dozen roses. Or even a single rose.

There are over 8,000 varieties of apples, 2,500 of which are grown in the US.
Which is weird since only a small number of varieties are sold in your grocery store. This has a lot to do with grocery stores and shoppers and not so much to do with apple availability.

Apples ripen six to 10 times faster at room temperature than if they are refrigerated.

Apple varieties range in size from a little larger than a cherry to as large as a grapefruit. The largest apple ever picked weighed 3 pounds. As with so many things, I’m not sure that those at the extreme ends are fabulous.

A peck of apples weighs 10.5 pounds. A bushel of apples weighs about 42 pounds. Therefore, if I Love You a Bushel and a Peck of apples, a considerable percentage of my body goes toward loving. Which is not necessarily a bad thing. Or a misrepresentation.

It takes about 36 apples to create one gallon of apple cider.

In Chinese, the word for apples is pronounced “ping” which also means peace. This is perhaps my favorite apple fact.

Apples are high in boron which helps improve memory, mental alertness, and electrical activity of the brain. While apples don’t have a lot of calcium, their boron content helps strengthen bones. I think I might have to research boron. DearKidLoveMom.comThanks to their high levels of boron, apples can help improve your memory, mental alertness, and electrical activity of the brain. While apples don’t have a lot of calcium, their boron content helps strengthen bones. I think I might have to research boron.

Apples also contain malic acid, a chemical used in teeth whitening products, which helps dissolve stains.

Malusdomesticaphobia is the fear of apples. I have no idea why you would ever need to know that because apples are good things. And according to popular lore, they keep the medical professionals away. Mostly because you have shiny white teeth and strong bones from eating all those apples.

Love, Mom

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September 4, 2013

Happy New Year, It’s the Best Time of Life

Apple butterfly apples and honey happy new yearDear Kid,

Once Upon A Time, I went to college. It was fabulous. (Don’t get me wrong—life before college was happy—but college is a little different.) I met great people, got to know New England winters, and I learned weird things like double entry accounting and that people from Kansas wore wool plaid shorts with knee-socks in the winter (both concepts took me years to understand). It was wonderful.

Then I went to graduate school. I was living in Manhattan with the World’s Greatest Roommate (Grandma Pat), I was going to school in Harlem, and I met wonderful people. We had group projects and Thursday Night Gatherings and I loved it. It was the happiest time of my life.

After graduate school, I landed my dream job. I traveled, worked on exciting projects, and enjoyed the freedom of being 20-something in New York City. It was the best time of my life.

Then I met Daddy and we got married. I had my best friend (we didn’t know how to say BFF back then) as my roommate and it was absolutely the best time of my life.

When you came along, things changed (for the better). I was exhausted (you were not known for sleeping) but you were the happiest, most wonderful person in the world, and I loved spending time with you (still do). It was magical and the best time I could possibly imagine.

We moved to the midwest and added Pi to the family. Watching the two of you was (usually) a joy. I couldn’t imagine anything better.

Eventually, you both grew out of diapers and naps and we were able to go on longer excursions. You went from being interesting babies to being incredibly interesting people. You taught us all sorts of things and it was by far the best time of my life.

As you got involved with sports, my life evolved again (yup, I became a soccer mom). I loved watching you play (except for the time when you almost got kicked in the head). I had a whole new dimension in my world and it was The Best.

Each step along the way has gotten more and more interesting. There have, of course, been bumps—some of them bigger than others. Some of them don’t seem too important now; some of them I’d still rather not think about. Would I trade them if I could? Probably not (except for the really bad spaghetti at Mammoth Cave when you were 2—no one should have to endure that). Even the car wreck that left its permanent fingerprint on my back helped make today…today. And today is the best time of my life.

As we move into the New Year, I wish you sweetness and health and happiness. I hope this year brings you the best time of your life—at least for now.Shana Tova wishing you a happy and healthy new year

Shana Tova, kiddo,

Love, Mom

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