Raising children: Yours, mine and ours
The same people that I once fervently hoped would mind their own business are the people I hope most will help mind mine today.
The same people that I once fervently hoped would mind their own business are the people I hope most will help mind mine today.
This week, Kymberly Foster reacts to her daughter’s Mother’s Day poem.
Having a son I thought surely I had gotten my hands on the one man on Earth a woman could understand. I was wrong. Gems My son is 14. He and his friends exist in a haze of hormones and Axe body spray (the scent that will take paint off the walls). They are [...]
Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a laugher, but bullying is no joke.
After 20 years of marriage, Kymberly Seabolt discusses what keeps her heart beating.
I think I’ve figured out why the economy still needs a little work. No one wants to take our money anymore.
It’s like this: I’m adrift in dreamland, when I’m rudely startled awake by the “Bleet-Bleet-Pounding-In-Your-Brain-Bleet-Bleet” of The Most Annoying Alarm Clock In The History Of the World (Patent Pending).
I know I will never discover that my $40 yard sale card table is worth $40,000 and it’s my own darned fault. I’m too cheap to have ever paid $40 for a used card table in the first place.
Last month when we were all still enjoying it getting cozy and dark shortly after lunch, I hopped in Mr. Wonderful’s truck, a vehicle I don’t normally drive, to take our daughter and her friend swimming at the local inn. It was the kind of “Mom’s Taxi” weekend I’ve come to know and love. The [...]
Remember when you didn’t need an advanced degree to buy a light bulb? All you really needed was to know your wattage and you were, quite literally, golden. Now, there is such a vast array of lighting choices (or lack of choice where LED and CFL bulbs have been declared mandatory) that it’s difficult to [...]