Where is She Getting That From?


“Fine. That’s just fine, Mom,” my daughter said, folding her arms across her chest. I had told her she couldn’t do something she wanted to because she’d been arguing with her brother too much. And the tone of that comment was the last straw. “We have a new rule around here,” I announced. “No more […] Read more…

Keeping My Eyes Open


A couple of weeks ago, I was reading a bedtime story to my son when he leaned over and said, “Shh. Mom. Do you hear that weird sound?” He shrunk down under the covers. I listened for a minute and realized that the sound was just his new clock. I told him he had nothing […] Read more…