On Hobbies, Children, & Polymer Clay

Polymer Clay Creations made by a 13 year-old

Few are fortunate enough to begin doing what they love in childhood.  Many spend their entire lives “finding themselves”, searching for the things that make them feel alive, fulfilled, and satisfied.  Too often, they never truly come into their own, and carve out their niche in this world.  Many talents are left undiscovered. Have you found your hobby, the activity you love doing and make

7 Things to Do With Your Kids on A Snow Day

7 Things to do with your kids on a snow day

If you live in world without snow days, I am equal parts sad for you and jealous of you. In one word, snow is work. If you live in a place with snow, you know exactly what I’m talking about.  If you live in the deep the south, you won’t believe me, even if I explain it to you. The thing is, when I was

Everything, but The Kitchen Sink

Why this mom is packing everything, including the kitchen sink!

My brother and I eagerly climbed up into the back of our 1977 burgundy Oldsmobile Station Wagon. Because vacations of my childhood always began in the pre-twilight hours when most of the world was tucked into their beds, my parents folded down the back seat, giving us a queen size snooze through New Jersey, Maryland, and Virginia. We never closed our eyes; surprises awaited us,

Shopping with A Teenage Girl

Shopping with Teens

Have you ever had one of those mornings when you wake up feeling good and rested? I know. Doesn’t happen often.  But, every once in a while we get a morning where we feel so good we even skip the wrinkle cream. Then we go birthday shopping with our teen (pre-teen, tween, whatever!). Going into Aeropostale (please substitute your kid’s choice of store) is like

All I Want for Christmas

My baby just grew up!

I remember the Christmas when all my son wanted was a jump rope.  He wasn’t dreaming of toys or games or sugar-plums dancing in his head.  The boy wanted a jump rope, and when he sets his mind to something, there is no swaying him. As luck would have it, we couldn’t find a jump rope in the stores to save our lives, or our

Four More Years & I’m Walking on The Moon


My baby boy is in high school. Tonight was orientation.  The kids got the generic “Do your best and be good.” lecture, and the parents got to run through the halls after their children, waving to teachers as they passed each classroom’s door.  It was loads of fun. I felt really old, maybe for the first time.  There’s something legitly middle-aged about having a kid

In A FringeField Far Away

Charlotte the bunny

…rests a little bunny named Charlotte McFluffypants. We don’t all agree on the McFluffypants surname, but my daughter insists. Charlotte was a very social bunny.  She came when I called, loved to be petted, and ate twice her body weight in food morning and night.  She begged for “snacks” the rest of the day.  When she was hungry, she would pick up her little dish