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Tag Archives: children
On Finishing Up
The creation of something complete and whole, be it good or bad–and if it’s never entirely good, it’s very often not all bad–yes, the creation of something complete seems to stir in me above all a feeling of envy. A … Continue reading
Posted in Europe, Literature, Travel, Writing
Tagged children, creative writing, croatia travel, finishing a writing project, Pessoa, writing
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Giddy Arrivals
The young girls break free from the distracted travelers entering the main terminal. They spot their father straightaway, call “Daddy, daddy!” and rush to him by cutting around various legs and carry-ons. Their mother follows with their little brother in … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Happiness, Mischief, Observed, Travel, Writing
Tagged arrivals, carry-on luggage, children, daughters and sons, Denver International Airport, parents, reunion
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Mr. Independent
A little boy in a blue t-shirt acts tough, strong, fearless. He clutches a toy truck low at his side and eyes the passengers on the train. His father sees a friend near the front of the car, and moves … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Europe, Happiness, Inspiration, Travel, Writing
Tagged children, fathers and sons, Izmir, mothers and sons, precocious, public transportation, train, travel in Turkey
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The March. Guest post by #theRedondoBeachDude.
On an early Friday morning three tiny travelers make their way to school. Passing shining blades of grass, the trio giggles and smiles with the brightness of the day. Hand in hand, step by little step, they proudly display backpacks … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Fitness, Happiness, Travel, Writing
Tagged children, Colorado, friendship, morning jog, parades, soldiers
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One Giant Leap for Ein Kleines Kind
The plastic bag is in the top of the tree. Three stories up. This distance means little to the two foot child under the tree, leaping with his hands up, reaching and stretching for the bag. Then calling, “Get down … Continue reading
Posted in Fitness, Happiness, Mischief, Travel, Writing
Tagged children, determination, mothers, parenting, plasti bags in trees, small children
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It Seems The Errands Run You…
A Kindergarten-aged girl walks by displays of shirts, organized by color and size. She runs her hand along the sleeves and gazes up at her mother, who totes a baby on her far hip, while navigating a cart weighed down … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Happiness, Inspiration, Travel, Writing
Tagged childcare, children, clever things kids say, love, mommy blog, motherhood, patience, shopping
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Good, But No Samaritan
On the 92A bus, a gruff Austrian soldier keeps his pack on as he watches intently for his stop. Two elementary-aged boys on board spot an opportunity and sneak up next to the soldier. They connect a loop on his … Continue reading
The Fence, The Dog, The Gasp.
There’s a creature sniffing in the bushes, this is clear to the small girl with a set of freshly coiled braids. She tugs at her pink backback on her walk to school and approaches the house with the hound. She … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Happiness, Inspiration, Travel, Writing
Tagged braids, cartoons, children, dogs, laugh at yourself, Looney Tunes, pit bull, school day
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Concerto for Cello and Springs
An infant boy in red-footed-pajamas races down the moving sidewalk. His curly locks bounce as he bounds. Bystanders cringe as he nears the end, his father breaking into a sprint to swoop him up or console him quickly, depending on … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Happiness, Inspiration, Mischief, Travel
Tagged cellos, children, footed-pajamas, hats, laughter, moving sidewalks, Oregon, Portland airport, terminal, USA
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Cheer up, Buttercup.
A little girl with curly blonde hair perches in her stroller with a scowl. Her mother navigates toward their departure gate, and the girl’s lips are twisted, her brow gathered, her arms folded. As mother and grumpy toddler roll past … Continue reading
Posted in Happiness, Observed, Travel
Tagged airports, children, mothers, scowling at strangers, smiling at strangers, traveling with children, waiting
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