A weekly trip to Walmart would end in tears — first theirs, then mine. Them pining in the toy aisle. Me saying no. Over and over. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to buy my kids whatever they wanted, it was that I couldn’t.
Day three of “no.”
Let’s get dressed.
Let’s eat breakfast.
Time to get our shoes on!
Quickly, let’s get ready for school! We don’t want to be late!
How do you turn a ‘no’ kid into a ‘yes’ kid? What if the ‘no’ kid isn’t... Read...
Kids acting like banshees?
Increase in crime rate?
ER to capacity?
Know any werewolves behaving a little odd?
WARNING: UNNECESSARILY GRATUITOUSLY GRAPHIC GIF.
BLAME IT ON THE RAIN. I mean...Read...
There is anger today. It is visceral. It’s on Facebook. It’s on Twitter. It’s in the streets of the cities of America. It’s at the family table where fundamental beliefs don’t always align.
People are frightened. That fear has manifested itself in anger. It... Read...
I admit, I am partial. Not only do I know the woman in these photos, Tara, I also know Staci, the woman who took these photos.
I've known Staci since I was 11 (so, a long long time). I met Tara when we both worked as Registered Nurses at our local hospice.... Read...
My oldest kid text messaged me at 4:39 PM, "Go watch Pentatonix, "Hallelujah." Now." It's 4:44 PM.
That is how important this video is. I need to tell you about it RIGHT NOW. In case you aren't familiar with Pentatonix, I'm sorry you've been living in a... Read...