ihopeiwinatoaster

Twelve 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.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Four-Hundred-and-Fifty-Three

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I don't look under my foot and find crazily curious or seriously silly drawings and the like much anymore.  But, every now and then som...
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Thursday, October 20, 2016

Dwellings

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A while back... What does that even mean? I think it means that the writer is uncertain of the time frame, or, is unwilling to face the...
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Tuesday, September 27, 2016

On Brokedness [sic]

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I use the word "broken" a lot.  Many of the words you hear repeating in the choruses of my meanderings here are intentional.  I c...
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