“About that assignment,” and I see my son shrink in the backseat. Which, considering he’s almost six feet tall is quite a feat. ” Did you...

There’s a wobble in his voice, “I don’t know, I just wanted to do more stuff.” My son and daughter are currently camping in California...

Eleven has always been my favorite number, the perfect symmetry of it. I couldn't help thinking of that this morning when I woke up and...

A couple weeks ago my son came home and said some kids at school sometimes call each other bad names.  A parent’s worst fear, I asked...

I belong to a small women’s group that ranges in life experience from the very young to those that have grown children and everything in...

Showers taken, teeth brushed, kisses and prayers given, each in their own bed, I go off towards my own room when I hear one of them call...

We go camping once a year, one night in a tent.  Dirty and smelling of smoke the next morning, we wake up too early, pack as fast as we...

While watching his favorite cartoons the other morning a public announcement came on, one of the girl empowerment ones.  It said that...

I am a little shocked, though why, I’m not sure, when your precious child comes crying to you, snuggles in close and bawls out their...

My son runs up to me, “I cut myself.”  I ask him how he did it and he tells me he was using his pocketknife in the backyard.  This is the...

Our two children have been very different in their meltdown behavior.  Our firstborn, being that his every need was met from day one,...

In my family we don’t call it being picky, we call it enjoying our options.  As a child I would watch as my mother would order her...

Instead, I was standing, hands on my hips telling a six year old girl that in the future she should probably not climb onto a chair then...

Around our house the phone is for quick texts sent to remind that bread and peanut butter are low, that work is running late, that the...