Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

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!

Resolving to seize the days

Thursday, January 8, 2004

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt’s home will never look perfect, but she resolves to accept it all the same.

Many happy postal returns to you all

Wednesday, December 31, 2003

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt just wants to mail a stuffed toy and board game. Is the Postal Service too busy with live alligators to deliver her package?

Have yourself a very merry something, something

Wednesday, December 24, 2003

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt finds herself singing along with Christmas carols instead of just humming the parts she doesn’t know. How about you?

All I want for Christmas is world peace

Thursday, December 18, 2003

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt reviews her Christmas lists.

Degree of difficulty counts for something

Thursday, December 11, 2003

It’s all about shopping form at this time of year, says columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt.

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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.