Author: Karen Schwartzkopf

A movie can leave a mark, that’s for sure. It can affect you profoundly, make you laugh, cry, or in the worst possible circumstance, leave you thinking, Welp! That’s fifty…

My sister married her high school sweetheart. My cousin found the love of his life in sixth-grade English class. Not so for me. By the time I met and married…

When playdates with mannerless kids turn into life lessons.

Too much work and not enough downtime had left me feeling all used up. It had been unseasonably warm – one of those it-doesn’t-even-feel- like-Christmas years. Factor in an ongoing…

Every year at this time, I set out to write about Thanksgiving. Truly America’s holiday – unless you’re from Canada, in which case, change that to North America and we’re…

Halloween is the ultimate kids-will-be-kids holiday.It offers no social redemption, except perhaps the remote possibility of teaching your child how to say thank you – like she means it –…

If you’re looking for a family getaway that has equals parts entertainment, history, and outdoors activities, look no further than Abingdon, Virginia.

Not long after I retroactively named my daughter after TV broadcaster, cancer survivor, and all-around inspiration Robin Roberts, the whole world seemed to grow obsessed with names. Okay, mostly because…

I could almost feel the cold, hard stare on the back of my head. I did not glance up into the rearview mirror. Doing so would not turn back time.…

When my dad turned seventy-five, there was quite a party.We were all together: my four older sisters, my brother, and me, various and sundry spouses, the majority of his seventeen…

There was no more fun to be had. Not for us anyway. The Dippin’ Dots buzz that had sustained us for the last hour had officially melted away.Attention guests. The…

I just ordered our third wraparound safety net for the trampoline. Last week, I picked up our fourth fade-resistant, no-mold, never break market umbrella at Lowe’s. If it were…