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.

Friday, May 12, 2017

Newest Post

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Nick drew this picture for the front of his Language Arts folder:  It's the species Triazureoculuspurpuraparvuaspirinentor.  Latin...
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Thursday, April 27, 2017

The What For

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Three times in twenty-four hours, I was asked the same question - nearly the same phrasing.  Each time, the answer got more complicated.  A...
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Friday, April 7, 2017

On Meatballs and "Stuf" (sic)

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When we were kids - and by we I mean me and maybe two others - I listened to a lot of comedy records.  Weirdly, nearly everyone I knew had ...
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Friday, March 10, 2017

"Hope Takes a Hit"

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I sit, perhaps too frequently, at our dining room table. I face the backyard and watch the finches and titmice scurry, flit and flutter a...
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Why You Can't Pin Memory on a Timeline

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Memory baffles me.  The process of it.  As I get older, approaching fifty-six, I look back with anything but clarity.  I've tried to ho...
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Friday, January 27, 2017

Love and Stuff: An Accidental Ode

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Christmas came and went, didn't it?  I wasn't too heavy into it this year, I can't say why, it just didn't resonate as deep...
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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Matches

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It flares with a sizzle, a sound fresh and new which echoes back old and frail.  The sulfur scent lingers on my fingers and still hides in ...
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