is it okay to have a “Santa Whisperer” at Christmas?

Is a “Santa Whisperer” a necessary evil at Christmas? You know, someone who knows exactly what you want and then tells your husband, lest you get a PajamaGram? I know all too well about that, by the way ....more

on rushing and gratitude

Today a very wholehearted friend of mine posted this on Facebook and made my head explode: ...more

Do your kids make their own beds?

Our children’s school principal always takes advantage of...more

How old is too old to go trick-or-treating?

Is there a mandatory retirement age for trick-or-treating? Is there a maximum allowable height beyond which you stay home and open the door? I ask because my son Connor is in 6th grade, taller than both...more

Bake It Happen 2014- raising funds and awareness for breast cancer research!

It’s October, which is important for two reasons: it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and it’s the season to eat as many pumpkin-flavored things as possible. Since these are two admirable endeavors, I’m combining them into one delicious awareness- and money-raising endeavor by participating in Bake It Happen...more

how to make off-to-school mornings a little easier (for Mom)

This blog has never been heavy on the how-tos. I like to think of it more as a how-not-to guide, a cautionary tale against sweating the small stuff. But our school mornings have gotten a lot easier this fall, and the fix was so simple– so very much easier than all the haranguing from me that school mornings usually require– that I felt it would be selfish not to share ....more

remembering Ben Wheeler on his 8th birthday

Below, I’m reposting something I wrote a year ago today. September 12, 2014 is what should have been Ben Wheeler‘s birthday. His life was cut short by the tragic events in Newtown, CT, two years ago this December ....more

when summer is STILL not over

My kids are still...more

remember to write!

Last Sunday morning I put my 11-year-old son and five other boys he had never met into a van driven by another stranger for a six-hour road trip to Camp Sleepaway, on the shores of Lake Wait-Did-I-Agree-To-This? Camp Sleepaway has a strict no-electronics policy, so I told Connor he and his compatriots would just have to play License Plate Bingo all the way there. “You’ll make best friends before you even get there!” I brayed, perhaps a bit too merrily, because who wants to spend six hours in a car? ...more

being the mother means you get to look first (like it or not)

I saw it happen, out of the corner of my eye, and I still didn’t know anything had happened. That’s how minor of a slip-and-fall it was. Or seemed ....more