Monster

Monster

The gentle thud of the closet’s sliding door shut out the last of the light, and she worked to calm her breathing. She’d ran to the closet to find a hiding spot and her chest heaved in response to the burst of exercise her body endured. She leaned back against the...
No Tattoos!

No Tattoos!

“I love you too much to argue!” That became my mindless mantra this morning at approximately 6:45 a.m. when my tiny 5-year-old daughter started arguing with me about whether or not she could give herself another tattoo – this time in yellow ink...
Age Matters

Age Matters

Age matters, but not your age – just your kids’ age. It’s something I’ve only recently realized, and my children are age 8 and 5. Sitting at a kids’ birthday party a couple weeks back, all the moms suddenly began to share how old they were. No surprise – I was the...
Youth Sports Snarl

Youth Sports Snarl

What is it about youth sports that turns normal, caring parents into snarling, blood-thirsty beasts? I don’t do well with drama – it totally drains me. That said, I also don’t do well with keeping my mouth shut when something needs to be addressed (positive or...
A Divine Temper Tantrum

A Divine Temper Tantrum

How my mommy temper tantrum maybe saved my husband’s life.  Marriage. It’s so much fun. All. The. Time. Right? Not in my house. We have our ups and downs, and we work through most of them like adults (sorry, you won’t find many stories about those because they aren’t...