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In ALL, RAISING HOPS INTO BEERS by Stephanie Klein9 Comments

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Abigail and Luke, as twins, will spend their childhoods constantly being loved and tortured by each other—the ideal preparation for marriage. The other day Abigail pushed Sir Lucas when he reached the step stool first. We sent her to the “naughty spot” until she was ready to apologize.

“Lucas,” she said sweetly, “I’m sorry for pushing you. Pushing is NOT right!”

To which he responded, “That’s okay. Sometimes these things happen.”

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On a regular enough basis, Lucas will turn to me, put both hands on my face, and call me his sunshine. Then, he’ll give me a smooch.

You told me once, dear
You really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you’ve left me
And love another
You have shattered all my dreams;

“You Are My Sunshine,” is basically one of our earliest versions of clit-rock. I’d like to see the video that went along with that cheery hit single.

Comments

  1. If only all of us could remember to say “Sometimes these things happen” and let stuff go!

    Also this is off-topic, but you change what you call him sometimes from post to post — did you ever decide between Lucas/Luke/Beckett/etc ?

  2. I never thought in a million years that I could be in love with a three foot man who regularly trips over things…but when he says things like, “Look into mine eyes, mommy…I love you”…I know that heartbreak is in my future 20 years from now.

  3. There is nothing like it is there? My girls are 9 and 12 and leave me notes that say “1 4 3 mom I LOVE YOU”. With the teen years looming I am holding on tightly to those notes!!

  4. My sweet baby boy is 20 today. To have watched him from his first breath, to having grown into this strong, capable, brilliant, charming, tall man – well, there is no greater gift.

    “Making the decision to have a child – it’s momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.” – Elizabeth Stone

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