Mom Prom and the Jr.. Prom gap
I’d been seeing the advertisements for Mom Prom for the last few years. I think my first thought was, “Who even goes to those? Ladies stuck in 1982?” The next year, I saw my email too late. I think this…
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Illuminating the Shadow
What are your shadows? As we explore humans, we find every one of us possesses a darker side. We might not be a Darth Vader, but every charming and wonderful part of us, has a flip side that is difficult…
How do we get Delightful + Easter to Marry?
I don’t know about you, but Easter sneaks upon me as a stealthy thief in the night. Something about its do-si-do-ing between April and March. Compared to Christmas, why is Easter Jipped? It’s such a pivotal holiday, nothing in the…
Play gone OOooopsy!!!
This week, my son came bounding in with bright eyes and jubilant exclamations, announcing that we got some very cool icicle formations hanging from our swing set. I went about my morning getting ready for the day, when I heard…
She was Right!!
Many years back, I was at a meeting. The cute mother who was chosen to give an uplifting message, provided a thought on the value of partaking in genuine spontaneous play with our children. She shared a lovely moment that…
Christmas Lingers…or at least tapers to Winter with a touch of Bright
My own version of the Danish concept of “Hygge” I guess you could say that our tree was always leaning, because our 18 year old son was under-instructed just where to chop off the bottom portion, and he was maybe…
Trot Trot to Boston
“This is the way the Ladies ride, tritt to tree, tritt to tree!…” My mother was a master at playing with babies as she nursed them, changed their diapers, bathed, dressed and massaged them. It seemed she had a very…
10 minutes donation to that child you adore!!
10 minutes donation for that child you Adore!! Ok! Let’s start off the subject. What season do you love best? Are you a summer girl or a fall guy? When did you come to love the seasons/that season? This is…
Mrs. Santy Claus
Have you ever noticed that Mrs. Santy Claus always seems to know just what you want? This year, Mrs. Santy Claus knew my favorite color of lipstick, and found it at Target for $2.39 per stick. She ordered TEN, and…