The June Cleaver of Keswick. Only fatter. And funnier, with more kids and fewer aprons.
A friend on Facebook, who has a small army of young, adorable children, recently posted a list of questions to ask your kids, typical stuff like “what’s your name, age,…
It’s no secret that I loved, loved, loved being pregnant and having babies and raising babies and cuddling babies and everything about being with my babies 24/7. It is also…
So, this conversation happened at my house tonight: 10 year-old: UGH! This banana has a HUGE bruise! Blech! *insert lots of gagging noises* 6 year-old: *insert hand gestures and adult…
For the people struggling with metal illness and mental health issues on a daily basis, today is about creating a safe space for conversations to happen, to take mental health…
Lucky me. The New Year and my birthday conveniently occur with only five days between them. This means that I have barely the time it takes to eat a cheesecake…
So, in keeping with my modus operandi, this post was slated to be published on the last day of 2016 and it is now January 1, 2017. To state the…
Updated – new, improved, and probably still completely riddled with errors and omissions. Meh. Here’s my good deed for the year. I sure hope that Santa is paying attention because…
This summer, like every summer before it, is flying by far too quickly for my liking. On the upside, we’ve been so busy enjoying it that I haven’t had time…
Another Mother’s Day has come and gone. I was spoiled with breakfast in bed (adventures in the kitchen for Mr. K.B. and the smalls – so yeah, it turns out,…
A brief, recent, and real exchange with Paxton, age 7 1/2 years. Pax, while eating his lunch: “In life, you just gotta have a lotta patience.” Me, half listening: “Hmmmm?…