Winter Gloves and Other Trauma
As I stood in the middle of a bustling English high street, trying to help my screaming 7-year-old daughter fit…
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As I stood in the middle of a bustling English high street, trying to help my screaming 7-year-old daughter fit…
Continue ReadingMy 5-year-old daughter whimpers in the darkness. “I am putting the baby down,” I whisper, the rocking chair creaking. “You…
Continue ReadingI remember the first time one of my children had a cavity. We’d been brushing teeth for years at that…
Continue ReadingI missed my grocery-shopping buddy the other day. Mondays are usually the days my littlest and I knock out our…
Continue ReadingI can’t really put my finger on it. Or manage to find all the words. But there’s just something about…
Continue ReadingMy granddaughter is obsessed with bananas. Not unlike many toddlers, she’s had a love affair with them from her first…
Continue ReadingBecoming a stepparent actually doesn’t happen in one day or the day you say, “I do.” It takes time. Stepparenting…
Continue ReadingThe other day my 17-year-old daughter asked me if I wanted to see a movie. I was mid-house-and-bathroom-cleaning, and this…
Continue ReadingIf you’ve ever spent more than five minutes with my daughter, you will quickly see that she is always at…
Continue ReadingWhen my kids were little, they scuttled into my room in their jammies first thing in the morning. I’d greet…
Continue ReadingMid-morning light spills through the kitchen window as I stand at the sink washing dishes. “Mom, Caleb just punched me!”…
Continue ReadingAs I sit here watching my two boys running around on the bright-colored foam mats, sliding down the bright red…
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