ihopeiwinatoaster

Fifteen years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Extending the Threadbare Metaphor

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I just couldn't put 'baseball' in the title of another post.  Man this is getting old. I seriously naively thought I was actu...
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Thursday, June 21, 2012

Whhhaaaaattttt?!

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I found this in N's sketchbook: Using my decoder ring I get:  "Pants break the sound of crying." As you know fr...
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Monday, June 18, 2012

The Post-Father's Day Post

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You know what's cool?  I put a lot of time and effort into this blog and I don't put time and effort into anything unless it matter...
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Thursday, June 14, 2012

Jellyfish in Love

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These are from the sketchbook N has in the car: I think this was just before the ceremony.  Here is one from the honeymoon, ironic...
Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Stumpers and Befuddlers

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More often than not I pretty much know what I am looking at when I find a drawing or other creation on the floor or in the "done" ...
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Sunday, June 10, 2012

Yet Another Baseball Post

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You may remember from the popular post "...about baseball and  boys, poetry and dreams..." that I wax sometimes poetic about bas...
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Monday, June 4, 2012

"Rocket Butt Dude"

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This guy came floating through a while ago: He's sort of a rootin', tootin', gunslinging, happy-faced, pillbox-hat-wearing,...
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