Tag Archives: Parenting

No Leisure Even to Eat

All you football moms out there can identify with having no leisure even to eat. You’ve carted them to practices and cheered them on in games. You’ve driven the length and width of the state of North Dakota (for example) with kids and crockpots in the trunk. Paper plates, pickle jars, and plastic forks areContinue reading “No Leisure Even to Eat”

Survey Says…

I only see that old game show “Family Feud” now in doctors offices, but I watched a lot of it as a child.  I remember the host saying in his dramatic voice, “Survey says…” while all eyes turned to the results on the screen. Every summer, I get a general survey of what is troublingContinue reading “Survey Says…”

Just the Right Time

As a home educator, I have one of those closets in my house. You know the one I mean. It’s the closet that won’t shut and is the black hole of everything homeschooling.  Puzzle pieces, math manipulatives, parts of speech sorting activities, and dice all go to the closet to die. (Pun intended.) When IContinue reading “Just the Right Time”

On the Hunt for Adventure

My eleven year old burst into tears while sitting on the couch. As I rushed over to investigate, I noticed a worn copy of Howard Pyle’s The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood in her hand.  “What’s the matter?” I asked. “All the adventures happen in books and never to meeeeee…” she cried. Her tears andContinue reading “On the Hunt for Adventure”

Dear Josephine

Find this article in its entirety right HERE at Story Warren. I am honored to be an ally in imagination. In Beatrix Potter’s imagination, Josephine Bunny was the hard-working single mother of Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-Tail, and Peter and was licensed to sell tea and tobacco. With a business to run and four little ones toContinue reading “Dear Josephine”

Rooted in Memories

I can tell Christmas is coming by the flood of magazines in my mailbox. Everyone wants a little piece of my holiday spending, and they try all kinds of tricks to persuade me to buy their merchandise. This week, a magazine boasted personalized needlepoint stockings, just like grandma used to make, alongside the words, “ThinkContinue reading “Rooted in Memories”

Room to Grow

My son got a pair of hand-me-down shoes that is four sizes too large. I kept them, knowing that they will be useful someday. However, he wants to wear them now. Today.  It’s funny how children love having room to grow, while we adults get very comfortable filling every nook and cranny of every spaceContinue reading “Room to Grow”