Riding The Potty Train
Whether you have a tiny warrior or a little princess, potty training can be a challenge to a new mom. My experience was chaotic, to say the least. When we first started to potty train our son, Jace, I had…
Springing Forth!
Prior to having children, I never would have described myself as the outdoorsy type. I’m content indoors with air conditioning and comfortable furniture. Yet, I was blessed with two children who love the outdoors and ask to be outside –…
If Momma’s Unhappy, Nobody’s Happy!
A typical morning, I press snooze when my alarm goes off – three times – and rush into the shower only to be interrupted by a child who no longer likes the clothes we picked out last night and instead…
Yes You Can!
Our homeschooling journey started when our son’s school suggested cognitive development testing for him. Rather than work with the school system to create an IEP or 504 plan, we chose to homeschool him so that he could receive year-round…
Divorce Happens
I love my ex, and not in a pining, unrequited love kind of way. I really do. My friends think I’m nuts. In a way, I love him more now than I did when we were married, because now we don’t have…
Six Tips For The Family Pic
Ferris Bueller was right: “Life moves fast. If you don’t stop every once in a while, you could miss it.” It’s true. I’m the proud mother of two wonderful teenagers – but it seems like it was only yesterday that…
Family Saturday
We used to dread Saturdays. Somehow this day of rest and relaxation had become the most stressful day of the week. When the weekend rolled around my husband and I – both college professors – tried in vain to squeeze…
College Bound?
Fall means back-to-school and for many high school juniors and seniors, the anxiety of taking the PSAT and the dreaded SAT. I watched my two sons navigate this minefield before heading off to Wake Forest University. My background as an…
Getting Early Education Right
I have been a teacher for most of the past twenty-five years, stopping briefly for the births of my sons. When they were both old enough to attend preschool, I went along with them and taught at their preschools. For…
That’s Awkward!
My buck-toothed and rather beefy 2-year-old thinks he’s Jamaican Olympic gold medalist Usain Bolt, the fastest man in the world. One minute, he delights in holding my hand at the store, pulling merchandise off the shelves, flirting with the cashier.…
