Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

Meeting the other woman

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt meets the center of her son’s universe.

They don’t make birthday parties like they used to

Thursday, May 20, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt adds it up: Her children + classmates + parties = buckets of sugar, piñatas, and unprepared parents.

Baths are a myth of modern mommies

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt finally got a bath, but it might not have been as relaxing as it sounds.

Coming of age: My baby is gone

Thursday, May 6, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt experienced the first pangs of Empty Nest Syndrome (even though her youngest is just 4).

What color matches a deer head?

Thursday, April 29, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt searches for the perfect dining room paint color to match her husband’s mounted deer head.

Step up to modern life in a not-so-modern home

Thursday, April 22, 2004

A funny thing happened on author Kymberly Foster Seabolt’s way to this column. She lost her office.

And like I was telling Martha Stewart …

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt discovered that’s she’s actually a domestic genius, if you ask the 6-year-olds.

The beast of mealtime’s burden

Thursday, April 8, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt has Meal Time Stress Syndrome and is fine with it.

Happy sales to you

Thursday, April 1, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt turns into a sales maniac after her first – and only – success.

Know more, Mr. Nice Guys

Thursday, March 25, 2004

Hear ye, hear ye: Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt’s husband is a really swell guy, contrary to what you might have read.

To have and to hold, and sometimes to choke

Thursday, March 18, 2004

An only child, columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt never knew the methods of sibling torture until she had children of her own.

You never know when you might need it

Thursday, March 11, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt defines and explains the curse of “packratism.”

No-good, horrible, and very bad days

Thursday, March 4, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt was jarred recently into keeping her ‘bad days’ in perspective.

Did you hear? Barbie, Ken call it quits

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt shares earth shattering news on the celebrity front: the dolls’ 43-year engagement is over.

Aging in the thick of things

Thursday, February 19, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt gives her eyebrows - all three of them – a harsher look.

I’m not feeling the love this ‘sweet’ holiday

Thursday, February 12, 2004

If columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt sees one more mass-produced Valentine’s Day mug, she’s going to scream.

No child left behind when bus stops here

Thursday, February 5, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt is thankful she isn’t a bus driver.

What I hope they remember about me

Thursday, January 29, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt hopes her children never forget no matter how big they get, they’re still her babies.

Surviving childhood without even trying

Thursday, January 22, 2004

Wear the scars of childhood proudly, says columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt. Today’s youth are hermetically sealed.

Deck the halls with boughs of bunnies

Thursday, January 15, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt urges homeowners to get over Christmas, dismantle candy cane lane and put the tree away. It’s almost Easter!

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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.