It seems that having kids increases both my level of aggravation and my degree of gratitude each year. It’s worth…
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When Joseph was three, he sat at the counter, a glass half full of milk in front of him. He’d…
We have had a fantastically busy week involving – well, what exactly, I’m not sure. Somehow, between the wading pool,…
Elizabeth and I have a cold. And, as most mothers will probably agree, there’s nothing more pathetic than a toddler…
So, I often talk about some of the (unfair, unfounded and just plain unnecessary) judgments people make about stay-at-home mothers and their…
Up until recently, I was confident in the knowledge that Joseph’s clothes would be outgrown before they were outworn.
My first boy is what you might call mellow. You might call him laid-back. You might call him, in all…
I have to admit. I never wanted to be a single mom.
My husband recently climbed Mt. Ranier in Ashford, Washington, just outside of Seattle. Considered a training ground for some of…
We’re smack dab in the middle of knock knock jokes.