Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

Back to School: The common sense curriculum

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Back to school. The very notion conjures up visions of autumn and plaid and crisp apples for the teacher.

This is not what we meant by ‘chill out’

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Let us all take a moment to remember Summer 2014. That was a great day.

Teens have earned my respect; adults, no

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Here in the Midwest it is fair season. County fairs are gearing up, winding down, and whirling along.

Speak easy: A slippery slope of English

Thursday, August 7, 2014

There has been a move afoot for some time to relax (see also: dumb down) the English language.

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.

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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.