By Stephanie In just about a week or so, school will be out. We don’t have any plans- ANY PLANS- for the entire summer. I predict that our backyard will be filled with cowboys and Clone Troopers. Balls will be thrown over the fence and into the gutters. Frogs will be rescued. Large quantities of…
Author Archives: Stephanie
The Mother Of All Mother’s Days
By Stephanie (I wrote this post last year as I was expecting my fourth child, my first girl.) Stephanie is having a girl. I will have a daughter. I think I’m still in shock, to be honest. I never thought of myself as a Mom to a girl. It makes me think about the daughter…
The Myth of Sleeping In
By Melodee At heart, I’m a pessimist . . . except on Saturday mornings. On Saturday mornings, I somehow trick myself into believing that I will get extra sleep, even on days when my husband leaves the house early, as he did this morning. My daughter wakes up at 6:55 a.m. and I barely open…
…And We Thought Parenting Was Going To Be Easy!
Guest post by Lisa Hein Being raised back in the 1950’s was the best. Well, at least I can say that now! The thing I remember the most, is that we were never confused or had to second guess what our parents said. It didn’t matter how old you were, when your mother or father…
Not The Easter Picture I Planned
By Stephanie It’s not that we think dyeing eggs or candy-filled Easter baskets are wrong. It just isn’t a tradition we’ve really done with our boys. Maybe we will next year or someday if the mood strikes us. But today they don’t know any different, and I saved money and sanity- no Easter grass to…
Purses With Holes
Guest Post by Marybeth Whalen Haggai 1:5b-6, “Give careful thought to your ways. You have planted much, but have harvested little. You eat, but never have enough. You drink, but never have your fill. You put on clothes, but are not warm. You earn wages, only to put them in a purse with holes in…
Tightening Your Belt
By DeeDee When I was in my early 20’s, I was involved in a head-on car collision. And because I was young and made not-so-wise decisions nearly daily, I wasn’t wearing my seat belt. We were hurtling down the freeway traveling at least 65 mph, and hit another car going the wrong way. I had…
It’s better to have Love’s Baby Soft lost than never had it at all
By Gretchen “Mom, can you smell this?” Aidan offered her wrist, not knowing I could smell this before she entered the room. Her milk-white broomstick of a wrist dripped American Girl perfume, sugary and light. The petal pink star-shaped bottle of perfume had been a Christmas present from me, bought in a fit of nostalgia….
Easily irritated or justified annoyance? You decide.
By Melodee Last night, while I rode my exercise bike and concentrated on the tiny print of Henry James’ Portrait of a Lady (which is taking forever to read) I may have been a little snippy when I asked my husband to, “TURN DOWN THE VOLUME!” of the television. He pointed out that I am…
Getting the Point
By DeeDee It isn’t difficult for me to stay apprised of all the goings on around here. I boast of that mother’s intuition thing, and also it doesn’t hurt to have a couple of small narcs underfoot. No one has any problem letting me know when someone else has committed an infraction. I suppose because…