Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

On family and flying potato chips

Thursday, July 31, 2014

I consider myself an “expert” on parenting on par with my “expertise” in machine gunnery or quantum physics.

‘Wingmoms’ always have our backs

Thursday, July 24, 2014

As we enter the thick of summer I find my kids, now teens, going in many different directions. Gone are the long hours spent blowing bubbles on the porch, sticky Popsicle drips and sandbox sand. These are the days of “Mom can I go / meet / do?” and “Mom I’ve got to work until […]

‘Wingmoms’ always have our backs

Thursday, July 24, 2014

As we enter the thick of summer I find my kids, now teens, going in many different directions.

What I hit on my summer vacation …

Thursday, July 17, 2014

My vacations, as always, are a bit unpredictable.

Dive into summer by doing less

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Are you making sure you aren’t doing enough? Have you really embraced the vacation mindset and given yourself permission to let things go?

Summer of squalor

Thursday, July 3, 2014

I accepted a certain amount of savagery in my life when we willingly entered into living in a house without granite countertops, a master suite, attached garage or central air. Clearly, our standards are low.

It really does all come out in the wash

Thursday, June 26, 2014

I don’t want to burst anyone’s bubble or make them question the beliefs they hold dear and the meaning of life, but I do think it’s time we set the record straight. I can no longer live this lie and neither should you. Let us come clean on a universal truth: You will never, ever […]

The natural order of things

Thursday, June 19, 2014

So … once again nature proves it is not to be trusted. As a person once proudly self-described as “indoorsy,” I have tried to be, if not one, then at least not “at war” with nature. I have come to like camping (in a camper, of course), love boating, and can even enjoy sitting on […]

Hard work and values

Thursday, June 12, 2014

I am at that crux of life where my children need me to be ever more vigilant. It is my contention that teens require almost as much if not more hands-on parenting as toddlers.

Eye can see clearly now

Thursday, June 5, 2014

So I spent Memorial Day in the emergency department, as you do. Well maybe not as YOU do. You probably make good choices. I make bad choices, which is how I end up there. I ended up there lying on my back, staring at the ceiling and blinking while a nice man pointed a variety […]

Planning to not make plans at all

Thursday, May 29, 2014

I’m packing the camper — or at least supposed to be. What I’m actually doing is writing about packing the camper. Procrastination — it’s an art form. I love camping. I love having a camper and I love everything about “getting away from it all.” What I don’t love is planning. At all. Yesterday I […]

Mothers and mothering

Friday, May 23, 2014

Mother’s Day was this month and advertisers went nuts lauding mothers with a push toward candy, bouquets and flowery sentiments. People waited hours in line for the Mother’s Day buffet, ran flowers to homes, hospitals and sometimes, cemeteries. There were UN level negotiations on whether a young mother should enjoy “her” day or glorify her […]

Ceremonial surprise

Thursday, May 15, 2014

‘Tis the season of wedding invitations. They rain like celebratory rice (or birdseed for the eco-minded) from the mailbox, email and social media. “Save the Date” and “Please Join Us As We Celebrate … ” Let me assure you I love a party. Anything that combines dancing to Y.M.C.A and cake is fine by me. […]

Packing light

Thursday, May 8, 2014

So the school is kidnapping my baby and taking her to New York City. O.K., technically “kidnapping” may be a harsher term than necessary. I may have technically signed a permission slip, but that was during the endless winter of snow when May seemed as likely to come as free unicorn rides. Now the day […]

It takes a village to celebrate

Thursday, May 1, 2014

I tend to be fine with the passing of my own birthday. I don’t get overly excited about the new year and the start of another school year is usually quite exciting. I love the snap of fall air and anticipation. What gets me sentimental every time is the passing of another birthday for my […]

The best bad thing

Thursday, April 24, 2014

The day Mr. Wonderful gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear “I lost my job” I did what any supportive spouse would do. I made it all about me. When my spouse was having what was inarguably one of the harder days of his life, I found it helpful to adhere to […]

God bless this mess

Thursday, April 17, 2014

We have been living in squalor. This is not new. We do it all the time. We let one thing or another slip. An errant cup in the living room will usually gather friends. A piece of paper somehow morphs into a pile. Towels steadfastly refuse to hang up on their own no matter how […]

Education should move full STEAM ahead!

Thursday, April 10, 2014

The arts are an important part of education and yet in many educational settings, they are first at risk for cuts.

The worst sports mom ever

Thursday, April 3, 2014

The end of most seasons tends to catch me off guard. I’m minding my own business enjoying another weekend afternoon waving to friends and eating nachos, when someone mentions idly that today is the last game.

The Great Doughnut Resistance

Thursday, March 27, 2014

I am eating a banana when what I really want to be eating is pastry. I call that progress. Ever since starting my new to me office type job with business type people I have gained weight. Not a lot of weight but enough weight to be alarming. This caught me off guard because I […]

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About Kymberly

Warm, witty and just a wee bit warped, Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a native of Kent, Ohio, who survived childhood exposure to disco and grew up to marry and move to the country. Her column weaves her special brand of humor with poignant, entertaining, and honest portrayals of parenting, marriage, and real life. She currently lives in northeastern Ohio with her husband, two children, two dogs, two cats, and numerous dust bunnies who wish to remain nameless.