Category Archives: Bailey

Bailey. Nine. (when words fail)

  I’ve been sitting here, fingers anxiously hovering over the keyboard, trying to come up with a way to weave words together that can even begin to describe the love I have for this child. It’s just not working. The words that Bailey Boles inspires are powerful and evocative…adjectives like precious, sparkling, tenderly empathetic, and…

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Sixth Grade, Third Grade

Teeth were brushed, and excited footsteps thundered up and down the hall. Backpacks were checked and double-checked.  Breakfast plates were left half full. Nervous giggles and carefully selected outfits replaced the leisurely underwear couch-lounging routine of summer mornings. Deep breaths were taken. Buses came. Children were swallowed. Mom waved.  Alone. Pensive. It’s just that they…

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Bailey is Eight; Bailey is Great.

At any given moment, your wrist is adorned with 5+ slightly damp and certainly germ-laden hair bands, yet you don’t even know how to put your own hair in a ponytail. You have ONE consistent chore in this house, but I have to remind you to do it 99% of the time. (“Bailey, did you…

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