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No Shoes. No Soccer.

by Toiny Westberry 14 February 2014
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Yesterday was not poor Dane’s day.  All week long he looks forward to Tuesdays.  Soccer day.  The hours between school and soccer practice are almost unbearable, the boy has no concept of time.  Timers, clocks, stickers-on-clocks, nothing works.  He must ask me every 1-to-5 minutes; “Is it time?” “Can we go now?” “How much longer?”  […]

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Dane’s Giant Doctor

by Toiny Westberry 1 December 2013

Three years ago we got devastating news. Dane had a malformed carotid artery, technically he had two but his left carotid was mild. The right carotid artery on the other hand, was seriously compromised. During his tonsil/adenoid/ear tube surgery his ENT discovered a bulge inside his throat, because of this the adenoids could not be […]

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My Oma

by Toiny Westberry 9 October 2013
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Every time I see my Oma again, I burst into tears.  I steel myself before. I tell myself to be brave. I tell myself to be strong, none of it works.  I see her and I melt. It is just love.  It is my guilt at being so far. It is my sadness at how […]

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Soccer Mom

by Toiny Westberry 22 June 2013

Do you see him?  Can spot my junior David Beckham?  A mother can only dream.  And when a dream starts this good, well, there has to have a happy ending.  Even David Beckham has a mom.  I can be junior David Beckhams mom.  In the words of the infamous little engine “I think I can!” With […]

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Six

by Toiny Westberry 18 May 2013
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My beautiful boy turned six this week.  Six.  It is bittersweet for me because I know he is my last, my youngest, my baby and he’s already heading into big boy territory.  His wingman, Christian, also had a very big birthday and turned 21.  How?  How did this happen?  Why are my boys so big? […]

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SnickerdoodleDesigns Visits Germany!

by Toiny Westberry 4 May 2013
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Our new house came with a little apartment on the ground floor. We use it mostly for game nights & so-mom-doesn’t-hear the x-box.  But it is a fantastic little space for guests. I sent emails to my Design Team, friends & family that I had room.  I’ve already had friends & family come to visit, and this […]

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Peaceful, Easy Feeling

by Toiny Westberry 27 April 2013
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We have a now made it a daily ritual in our house to go out for a walk in the Black Forest.  I still (almost) pinch myself in awe that I actually live in the Black Forest.  That I can step outside my door, pass 3-4 houses and I’m amongst the trees.  It is an immediate […]

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Quit Baking a Cake!

by Toiny Westberry 13 April 2013
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Everything gets a little easier with time. Even being in a far away land without my big boys.  My life is slowly getting back to normal after Soren’s whirlwind visit, excepting the pile of snowboards in my living room.  We are getting back into our normal rhythm and that is a good thing.  Frequent phone […]

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Our Sparschwein

by Toiny Westberry 3 April 2013
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The last four days have been a whirlwind. It started with the latin Easter Vigil mass on Saturday night.  Something I recommend everyone attend at least once.  It is stunningly beautiful, mostly done by candle light.  Ours included a baptism and was four hours long. We didn’t get home till 2 am on Sunday morning.  Just […]

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Easter

by Toiny Westberry 30 March 2013
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Every year I seem to be the only mom in church with not-so-beautiful dyed fingers.  I’m pretty sure this is why pristine white gloves used to be De riguer for Easter.  I just know that even if I invested in some pristine white gloves, they wouldn’t stay that way till mass, let alone all the way through.  […]

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