Have a Lovely Weekend.

Beautiful essay by the doctor. My husband is a new doctor and even in his short bit it’s surprising how routine death has become. But there are always cases that are so much harder, so much more unfair than the others. It’s not just hard to tell someone that their loved one died but to have to tell a person that they’re going to die… that’s not a feeling you can easily leave at work.

I always love reading your blog and clicking all the links! Thank you for making my day <3

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Chips and cheese….just no! A crime against nature. The doctor’s essay was wonderful. My 6-year-old was in the hospital with h-flu meningitis many years ago. I have always said I didn’t know which was worse….being the terrified parent crying in the hall or being the parent whose child was recovering watching other terrified parents crying in the hall.

I love these links, it’s such a cool idea and I’ve really enjoyed seeing what you read! I really need to get back into reading…

LoveD song the humans of ny with Hilary. So perfect and brilliant. Love her even more now.

Another hotel where most rooms have no walls…
http://www.verana.com

We went to the adventure playground last weekend. It is recommended for kids 6 and up but our 4 year old went in. He did lots of climbing, carried around a 2×4, then eventually found a makeshift dagger and engaged in the lord of the flies-like play fighting that was going on. Some parents watched impassively from the sidelines. Others were more nervous. One mother went from admonishing her sons not to fight to shouting, “If you’re gonna fight, at least fight on the same side as your brother!”

I worked at adventure playground this summer!! It’s awesome!! Have fun!!

That hotel room looks crazy!!
xo
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The last article “How to Tell a Mother Her Child is Dead” was heart breaking. I remember bring in the emergency room when I was a child when my mother was getting the terrible news.

Wow, that article on school transport around the world was so interesting! I never realized it before, but I have so many memories of getting to school, whether it was waiting eagerly for my junior high crush to board the school bus, walking to school together with my friends as we held our science projects, or perching on my grandfather’s bicycle handlebars as he rode me to school after I missed the bus (as a 6 year old, that last one was so thrilling!)

I have a book for you! It’s called Peepsqueak. LIttle kids LOVE It!

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…and guess what? It’s MY book! hahaha!

Sometimes I feel like you could wear anything in Brooklyn and people would just assume it was intentional and the next big thing, whereas if you wore those Mother jeans in D.C., people would just assume you were wearing pants that fit you very, very badly. :-)

What a beautifully written and heart breaking essay. I can’t even imagine what it must feel like to face that kind of pressure. She is a very strong woman.

I think I’ll need to check out that Water Princess book. My family loves to donate through a company called Lifewater International to help people build wells and get access to fresh, clean water. https://lifewater.org/ We have a tradition every Christmas morning where we drink hot cocoa, read the story of Jesus’ birth, and donate to help others in need around the world. It has become my favorite thing to do on Christmas day.