Maybe I should name my children. After all these years, they aren't walking around nameless, answering only to calls of "Hey, you." But in the blogosphere, they haven't been referred to as anything except Child or Daughter. Until now!
So by order of the grand poo bah of this blog, affectionately known around these off-line parts as the Empress of the World, I dub thee, in birth order:
I give you their blog names so as to avoid future confusion whenever I write about them. Like the following...
The other day, after seeing Maeve onto her school bus, the preschooler from across the street spied Finola walking to the corner to catch her school bus.
Preschooler: Look, Mommy. There goes Maeve's teenager.
Memory Verses: Week 4
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