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A mother in Costa Rica writes about her life, how to survive in the jungle (and the jungle of life), parenting, and if she can find it, how to eat a good Creme Brulee.
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Lock up your sugar cubes and saltines when traveling in Costa Rica or this guy might take them
The birthday party was wild. Sure we had fun, but one of the guests of honor was wild - a real wild animal. This coati mundi was rescued, nurtured back to health and now lives in the woods yet sticks close to family that saved it. What coati mundi - ...
Mouse has crossed the Rainbow Bridge to the other side
As if following the script of a better-than-average made-for-T.V. movie, our beloved guinea pig, Mouse died this morning. A few days ago, we pulled the little rodent and her daughter - Maisy - out of the cages for a “running of the guinea pigs.” ...
When they cry for the dogs, pull out the piggies
Every so often, my daughter breaks into tears about leaving her dogs behind. It’s only been ten months since our family fell apart, and some of the wounds are still fresher than I’d like to admit. Quite often her sadness will start out as somethi...
Protector ants can beat the daylights out of any other bug
I was considering trimming this branch in my garden as it was growing quite large and shading the flowers underneath. It’s a good time to top off bushes and trees. With all the rain they’ll sprout new growth in like - seconds (it seems anyway). W...
Now, about that injection thing....
One of my nannies is sick. Her glands, she tells me, are as big as the pots on her stove. After three days of the feeling horrible, the other nannies told her it was time to go and get an injection. A large part of the social system health care syste...
Cat sends message through Disney Princesses
Addison had a birthday party yesterday, so I walked to the mall to get a present. When I left, this cat was hanging out under the 4×4 in the corner spot. She’s the mall cat. We see her almost every time we go. She’s either lounging under a palm ...
