I am a walking cliché at the holidays. Mailboxes stuffed with Christmas cards, preferably the ones plastered with the faces of family and friends, make my heart so happy. Nothing brings me more delight than belting out a Christmas tune despite my kids' insistence that I can't sing. Cookies shaped ... » Learn More about 5 Easy Steps to World Peace
Parenting
The Sister God Forgot to Give Me
Middle school was rough for me. Between break-outs and boys and the exhilarating yet terrifying release out from under the protective wing of elementary school, it was quite the transition period. Topping my Seventh Grade List o' Worries? A black kid liked me and while I didn't think anything of it, ... » Learn More about The Sister God Forgot to Give Me
Asking Saves Kids
I used to play at a friend's house where her father's gun cabinet was the first thing we saw when we ran downstairs to her game room. Long rifles with thick straps were right there, at the base of the steps, staring at us. I remember feeling intimidated because my parents didn't own guns, ... » Learn More about Asking Saves Kids
Inside the Blogger’s Studio
That's where I am today--inside the studio. If studio means a living room strewn with crayons and Connect Four pieces, that is. The lovely Danielle of Martinis and Minivans invited me; little did she know I would bring such a friggin' mess. She doesn't seem to mind the incessant whining of my 2.5 ... » Learn More about Inside the Blogger’s Studio
The Mother of All Meltdowns
You may have heard about this new book, The Mother of All Meltdowns. If you haven't, allow me: Some of the sweetest bloggers evah contributed stories of their meltdowns. Not their kids', but their own. And it is fan-frickin'-tastic. I can say that because I didn't experience having my breast milk ... » Learn More about The Mother of All Meltdowns