I have been scrolling through old holiday pics and generally mulling over things (with the focus of a sand flea) during this national...

Where’s Jeff? This is a question I hear/read more often than I thought I might. For something, pardon, someONE who came onto the scene as...

Not really boring, per se. Maybe routine is the word I am looking for. Hmm, now that I think of it getting a wicked sunburn while hanging...

No, this is not a self-help post written by some all-knowing guru who has it all together and is about to give you advice that will open...

I grew up a line walker. I followed the rules and tried to do the things I was supposed to do when I was supposed to do them. I colored...

The short answer is: You Can’t The slightly longer answer is: You can’t and you shouldn’t. You can no more do this than a mountain can...

I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that we have all had moments in our lives as parents when we have been completely humbled by...

What we see on the outside could be very different from what is going on inside. In his Biographia Literaria (1817), Samuel Taylor...

This is the time of year that the carousel we call life begins to pick up steam. Things get flashier. Schedules get packed with events...

I have made some interesting and challenging halloween costumes over the years, but one of our very favorites (by unanimous family vote)...

It’s Mother’s Day weekend and everywhere I turn, there are ads out for gadgets, flowers, candies…etc, that no Mom can do without. “What...

Ah…spring is upon us and so, too, the season of Spring Break vacations and picture sharing! Such beautiful images of bliss and perfection...

We are not even through January, and I am already on my way to breaking a couple of New Year’s resolutions, while the lawyer in me is...

I have always found that the best way to get me to do something, is to tell me not to do it. And yes, the opposite also applies: tell me...

We have all had at least one of those Christmases… We are surrounded…nay bombarded… by images of perfect holiday bliss and cheer, but in...

As I knelt over the sunken bathtub in our new home this Thanksgiving morning, washing dishes while the espresso machine above me pumped...

I cried yesterday. It wasn’t when I smashed my finger on the banister as I rushed out of the house because I was late picking one kid up...

I am the world’s worst mom. No, really! I have it on good authority. It was hissed at me mere hours ago by one of my traumatized teenaged...

Of course, given the fact that I am human and the proud mother of three young ones of various ages who often travel in different germ...

Share42 Pin Share42 Tweet Pin “You have to remember that you have a flighty seven-year-old little brother,” replied her mother. “I don’t...