Maybe It's Just Me
Maybe it’s just me, but sometimes it is quite clear to me that I am the Worst Mom Ever. On these days I realize with depressing clarity that I am probably a much better parent when I’m not with my...
Maybe it’s just me, but sometimes it is quite clear to me that I am the Worst Mom Ever. On these days I realize with depressing clarity that I am probably a much better parent when I’m not with my...
As you may have inferred from my not-quite-a-blog post last week, I was spending the week in Disney World—the first time for me since I was a young girl, , and the very first for my children, aged...
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”...
I’ve never liked waking up. In fact, I clearly remember that as a young girl my mom would coax me out of bed and into the kitchen where she would have a blanket waiting for me on my chair. I would...
My son, who will be two years old in May, has become quite self-congratulatory. The other morning he woke up singing the “ABC” song, and it went something like this: “Ah-B-C-C-B-D-A-Eh-Eh-Eh…… YAY...
This Thursday is Valentine’s Day—a day loved, loathed, and mocked by many.
My daughter (not quite five) and I got into a ridiculous fight last night over the “rules” of Roses and Thorns.
My 20-month old son has formally entered the phase commonly known as the “terrible twos.” He has discovered a desire for independence and is starting to find the vocabulary to vocalize it. Some of...
With a double major in theatre and telecommunications, I graduated college without any sort of plan or inkling as to what to do next. I collected my diploma and promptly moved back home with my mom...