In front of me stands my three year-old daughter: red-faced, tears streaming, teeth clenched. She’s angry because she’s just been called to the mat for…
5 (good) things I learned from the patriarchy movement
The vendor hall seemed strangely empty and somehow too quiet. For the first half of the day, I couldn’t put my finger on what was…
Perspective
It had been a long day. As if an en masse trip to Costco wasn’t enough to set us off course, we had also managed…
Roots and Wings
The best and worst part of parenting is watching your kids grow up. Watching them shed the skin of babyhood and take to their own…
Graduation
One day you’re agonizing over phonics programs and wondering if a half hour spent watching the the tadpoles in the storm water retention pond counts…
5 skill-building activities for your 5 year-old boy
Oh, the life of the five year-old boy. He’s not a baby– that much he’ll let you know. Loudly. Indignantly. He’s not a big kid,…
Gold is one thing, God is another
We’re not the biggest TV watchers but when the Winter Olympics were in swing, we made it a nightly family viewing event at our house.…
Treasure
Every day moments. Oh, how the magic and the mystery of the mundane threatens to escape me at every turn. Caught up in the needs,…
Call the midwife
I was so, so certain she was a he. For nine(ish) months, I had struggled to wrap my mind around the reality of being a…
Willful
Someone in this house– I won’t say who– is currently straining the bounds of goodwill. This person is small, so a good dollop of grace…