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We Are THAT Family

<p><a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com" target="_blank"><b>My blog</b></a> is about family life and it asks the question, &quot;Are we normal?&quot; I'm afraid the answer is, &quot;Yes, you are more normal than you think.&quot; Some good clean fun, kind of like &quot;The Family Circus&quot; comic strip only with sweet tea and more trips to the Emergency Room.</p> <p>To read more, visit <a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com" target="_blank"><b>WeAreThatFamily.com</b></a></p>

Stories by We Are THAT Family

1. Make a “ball pit” with blown up balloons 2. Set up a pop-up tent 3. Make playdough 4. Have a picnic in the living room 5. Make a...
The fifth grade was a year of firsts for me. I wore glasses for the first time, had my first complexion breakout and it was my first year...
When I was in the eight grade, I was nominated by a teacher to be in a peer program. As a pimply introverted teen with a headgear and a blaring label...
 I’ve been in the bloggy world for less than a year.  I loitered for a long time. I bookmarked three or four blogs and I read them...
Frugal living is a big learning curve for this convenience-loving girl who is addicted to clearance shopping (whether I need it or not!)...
I like to blog about good things.  I like to encourage, challenge, and remind other Moms they aren’t alone....
 I cut my own hair. Once. My bangs. I was nine or ten.   So, my mom gave me a home permanent.   I don’t know if it...
I say no more than I say yes.  I didn’t realize it until I became conscious of it. My real life friend Jennifer issued a personal...
I’ve never thought of myself as having a lack of confidence.  Or low self esteem.  Until I started blogging.  And went...
I had this beautiful idea of sharing our dinner time routine with you. This post was going to be full of advice and encouragement. I was going to...
My son woke up the other day bright and early. He had one thing on his mind and it consumed his thoughts the entire day: a magnetic field. I...
Her shoulders are sun-kissed from the blazing sun. Her nose bares tiny new freckles. The sparkle in her eyes speaks of stories I’ll never...
Last week was bad. Not the kind of bad you can blame on a broken dishwasher or a stubbed toe or someone else. It was a week filled with me,...