Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

The not-so princess diaries

Thursday, February 24, 2005

In the beginning, when it came to parenting a daughter, I wasn’t exactly in the pink.
Sure, I had been a girlie-girl as a child.

Someday your prince will come – if his mommy says he can

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Someday your prince will come. Sadly, if you’re Camilla Parker Bowles, he’ll come with some serious baggage.

Maybe baby, I’ll have you

Thursday, February 10, 2005

It isn’t my actual children that are causing me stress these days, but the “maybe baby” that haunts me.

Expect little and get way too much

Thursday, February 3, 2005

Clearly, the problem is that I expect too much.
I expect, for example, that my cellular telephone might actually make telephone calls.

Dialing up the ‘good old days’

Thursday, January 27, 2005

I am raising ingrates.
My children, like so many others, are ferried about in the automotive equivalent of a living room.

Green Acres Welcome Wagon at your service

Thursday, January 20, 2005

I have recently received a fair amount of mail asking me if I have, and I quote, “always lived in the country?” What a silly question.

Our lives: Gone to the dogs

Thursday, January 13, 2005

It’s hard to know when, exactly, to proclaim an otherwise beautiful family experience a disaster, but that does seem to be the way these things go.

What’s in a name? Creative crime and the ‘Junior’ league

Thursday, January 6, 2005

Recently, I have begun to branch out in my daily newspaper reading. Now that I have discovered the birth announcements, I am no longer confined to the police blotter to keep up with the myriad ways humans can commit crimes against the innocent.

Reluctantly resolute, maybe …

Thursday, December 30, 2004

I could do the obvious joke about how my New Year’s resolution is to quit procrastinating tomorrow.
Or I could circulate one of those “Top 10 New Year’s resolutions” joke lists that clog up the Internet incessantly and get forwarded to you by everyone you even remotely know (with explicit instruction to forward to 10 friends immediately or you will have horrible luck and probably die).

Guerilla gifting is tough war to win

Thursday, December 23, 2004

On the 13th day of Christmas my true love gave to me a completely unexpected gift and I had nothing in return.

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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.