Years ago as a brand new mom to a little boy I couldn’t possibly love more I had my first experience with the kind of anger that scared me. I
(Originally published on May 10, 2014) To be entirely honest, I miss the “innocence” of Mother’s Day that I used to know. I’m all too aware that not all women fit
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,
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
Unspoken expectations Becoming a parent is a huge learning curve. I don’t know what it’s like in other cultures, but in ours there seems to be unspoken expectations that as
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
Most of you probably don’t know this about me, but offline I regularly teach about leadership, and have done so for the past twelve years. Recently I was teaching on
150+ Advent activities (or Christmas countdown activities) by category: Fun at home, outings, serving others, in the kitchen, decorating, faith-based, crafting, movies, winter-specific, and summer-specific. Skim the list and choose
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 am a shameless Christmas LOVER (all caps utterly necessary). And although I put up a few personal ‘boundaries’ around my zeal (ie no Christmas music and movies until Thanksgiving),
