Mother of the moment
I swear 15 years of selfless — and entirely decent — parenting and I will probably be remembered for the time our daughter went to her sporting event alone, was locked out of her own home and ended up sleeping on a table in a (semi) public place.
Happy shoelace day, baby
Nearly 20 years together, and looking forward to many more.
Household messes make memories
Sometimes making a mess is worth the memories.
Purging the unused, but making new memories
It's funny how the things we loved can one day become the things we can no longer stand the sight of.
Lost and found
How many times can you forget your youngest child before inevitable therapy is involved?
Honorable mention
Living in the country means our mailbox is on a post by the road.
Room with a view of no privacy
I usually avoid bathroom humor.
Pillar of strength
Ours is a lovely old farmhouse. Sturdy, solid and square.
In defense of running amok
I had a very happy childhood. This means my hope of ever writing a really great "tell all" book is probably not going to happen.
Dressing for prom success
It's the dead of winter and a balmy -3 degrees here. This of course coincides perfectly with the need to start shopping for prom dresses to be worn in May.
