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Devils Lake Journal - Devils Lake, ND
What is it that 60-yr old people think of, including advice for my children
Turning 60 . . .
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By Red Barn
I grew up in Eastern North Dakota, and went to college at UND. I am currently teaching as a special education resource teacher in Minneapolis. I am married to a great second husband, who puts up with so much. I have one married son who is ...
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Life at 60 . . . looking at life on the slow side
I grew up in Eastern North Dakota, and went to college at UND. I am currently teaching as a special education resource teacher in Minneapolis. I am married to a great second husband, who puts up with so much. I have one married son who is struggling to make a living in Minneapolis. He and his wife have 2 sons, ages 2 and 3, which is totally insanity, but also so much fun. I also have a newly married stepdaughter, who with her husband, is the proud 'parent' of a new puppy, 2 or 3 cats, a hamster, a college roommate still living in the spare room, and who knows what else they acquired in the last month.

I began thinking about blogging while e-mailing parenting advice to my daughter-in-law. Isn't that the typical Grandma/Mother-in-law? She graciously thanks me for all advice, but is also free to disregard anything I say.

I am also the lucky daughter of a very plucky and determined 96 year old mother.
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By Red Barn
Dec. 24, 2012 9:36 a.m.



Turning 60..

    So is this what 60 is.    Last week we attended the funeral for my

mother-in-law, who was 90 when she died.   Tomorrow we leave to

celebrate Christmas with my mother, who is soon 97.

   Tonight, I celebrated Christmas early with my son, his wife, my 2

grandsons (the Hooligans), my stepdaughter, and her husband.    By 7:30

I was looking at the clock wondering how much longer I was going to

last.   The boys (ages 2 and 3) had opened their presents and were

practicing shooting their Nerf guns. (thank you to the stepdaughter and

spouse!), throwing the light up ball around the room ($1.50 from

Grandma), chasing the cat with toy dinosaurs...I'm sure you get the

picture.  I had finished scraping the mashed potatoes off the wall from

dinner.   The 2 year old feeds himself, but forgets where his mouth is,

then shakes the food off his hands when it gets too messy for him.

    I got my coat on to go home by 8.   I figure the kids like to see

company leave when it is bedtime for the boys.

    When did the day begin to end at 8 pm.   It seems like just a few

years ago that I was leaving the dorm at 11 to start my night out after

studying was done! Now I am in my pajamas typing notes at 10.

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