It’s not an unusual scene: the kids are running through the house, chasing each other, playing tag, tackling, tickling. Friends are over and the girls have jumped in with
Confession: I sometimes think I’m wrecking my kids. I’m sure you can’t relate, but I have moments where I observe my boys (ages three and five) at each other’s throats,
Dear Levi, “Who is the most influential person in your life?” the interview question often goes. That question is easy for me to answer, darling, because it’s you. Five years
We never decided to “do” Santa… or not “do” Santa. But this year, the kids have taken the lead, letting us know they firmly believe he’s real and he’s coming.
Guest post by Megan Kimmelshue We are three kids in three years in and I’ll be honest. So many times I wake up in the morning and say, “I do
Recently one of my sweetest friends posted a status update on facebook soliciting ideas for goody bags to hand out to fellow passengers when she and her husband take
If you want a comprehensive list of every little thing to pack, game to play, or contingency to think about while traveling by plane with your baby or small children,
The epic Starbucks incident that made me a better parent. It was one of those moments when you wish you could disappear into the wallpaper. Three-year-old Levi was screaming—screaming—bloody murder
Apparently our yard isn’t good stick gathering ground. A few days ago I took the boys to visit a park we had never been to before. Within minutes Levi
I cried when he brought lunch to me in our home office and told me our fish had died. It wasn’t that I was particularly fond of that stupid fish.
I worked like a crazy woman, sweat beading and heart rate accelerating. My husband was home on his lunch break, stacking sandwiches and coaxing littles to stay put while apples
