Every now and again, my little world gets put swiftly into perspective. You know what I'm saying? The little mole hills I've turned ...

It's a new year! I keep thinking I will take the time to write some sort of end of the year/beginning of the year kind of post... highli...

A re-post from two years ago, because it still puts a lump in my throat. Also, a week ago today the adoption of the foster bab...

A bit of frank honesty about this time of the year.... Christmas time is full of many conflicting emotions for me. To varying degrees, nei...

After a day of three children quizzing, a husband and son coaching quizzers, the youngest going to school as usual, the two middle ones g...

A very, very long time ago -- back when I was a young thing on the youth committee -- I wrote a poem. As I recall, we had a Thanksgiving su...

For one day, I gave eight children the pleasure of telling an adult how it's done.  I sat in the big, important desk chair.  Si...