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Cupcake Dreams, Redux

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In honor of this child's 9th birthday, I am reposting this gem, which, I must confess, I never tire of listening to.  Don't think I ever will. * * *   I want to be a kid again.  I want to tell stories the way my youngest daughter does.  I want to dream about cupcakes.  And I really, really want a Dream Teller of my very own. During dinner last night, Little T was devouring my homemade spaghetti sauce and making me feel like Martha Stewart, Julia Child, and  Ree Drummond , all rolled into one, and she mentioned that she knew she was going to have a good dinner tonight because her Dream Teller told her so. Come again, daughter? Your  what ? That's right.  She has a Dream Teller.  Every morning, after a night of dreaming about cupcakes and unicorns and whatever other lovelies visit her while she is sleeping, her Dream Teller tells her what her dreams mean.  Here's last night's: Actually, I don't want to be a kid again: I want to be THIS KID. * *

Kelly Corrigan, on illness

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Kelly Corrigan has done it again: written something that resonates loudly and beautifully. Take a moment to click through and read what she has to say about illness and what it wants from us.  She has indeed made herself useful with her words: Click here to continue reading. Thank you Kelly! * * *

Cheapest, Best School Lunch EVER

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Isn't it the greatest thing ever when you screw something up and have to settle for a really lame Plan B, only to be rewarded by a super awesome unforeseen consequence that basically makes you look brilliant? That happened to me today! Yay! We just came through one of the most soccer-packed, social-packed, traffic-packed, logistics-packed weekends of our lives, which is indeed saying something.  Before the weekend even started, I texted the following to my husband: "Can you hear the circus music yet?  I CAN!" My eldest saw that text in the car on the way home on Friday evening...he got a chuckle. But I digress.  It's just that the weekend was so completely fricking insane that I couldn't manage to do any grocery shopping, so I had to settle for my last minute fall back: take the kids to Safeway in the morning on the way to school to get them breakfast and lunch.  But then, I was so sleep deprived, and in such a non-caffeine dither (no coffee in the house