Feb 8th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
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skinnylaminx on Flickr
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As I write this, I have a cup of tea beside me, and I am trying to get myself to drink it. I'm not hesitating because I don't like tea or because I think it will be unpleasant. I'm hesitating because I'm trying to drink it out [...]
Jan 17th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
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...-Wink-... on Flickr
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"How did you know?" my son Austen asked.
"Know what, buddy?" I asked. We had been talking about how a particular connector fit into a particular slot. This, along with batteries and speakers, is a particular fascination of Austen's lately. When we were watching the movie Alvin and [...]
Oct 10th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
Image credit: Art by
jeloid on Flickr
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I started keeping a journal semi-regularly when I was in middle school. My very earliest journal entries are a thrilling roller coaster ride through the life of a suburban tween: from the heartbreaking lows of the cancellation of my favorite TV show to the giddy highs of [...]
Jun 2nd, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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two stout monks on Flickr
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My daughter, Janie, found the body. Our pet* had been missing for a while, so at first she shouted to me excitedly. She found him! But when I ran to her, it was clear that he was already gone. She looked [...]
May 25th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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Carla216 on Flickr
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This week, when our family pet went missing and later turned up dead, I did an obsessive imitation of some of my favorite literary detectives; like Sherlock Holmes, I tried to piece together the smallest clues and like Hercule Poirot, I strained the little [...]
Apr 7th, 2008
by Mary P Jones.
Photo credit: Photo byNick Atkins Photography on Flick
A few weeks ago, my son had his annual checkup. Because I am perpetually disorganized, and because insurance only pays for one checkup a year (meaning each must be scheduled at least one year and one day apart), my children's checkups keep moving further and further from [...]
Sep 21st, 2007
by Mary P Jones.
Last night we took the kids out to one of those kid friendly indoor play spots, the kind that have play structures that look like giant Habitrails. My son was both very eager and extremely terrified to play in it. He wanted to climb up, crawl through the maze of tubes hanging above [...]
Sep 5th, 2007
by Mary P Jones.
I loved it when my kids were really little and easily distracted. They'd be crawling, with dogged determination, toward something they were not supposed to have: a book they were intent on shredding, a cell phone they were going to use to call Mongolia, a checkbook they wanted to eat or a bottle of [...]