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  • Motherhood, Blogging, and Awards

    Motherhood a hundred years ago was tough. To launder clothes, a mother had to boil them and wring them out and hang them out to dry. Diapers had to be pinned on and the plastic part of plastic pants hadn’t been inve…

  • Moving Thoughts

    The thing I’ve been worrying and praying and thinking and trying not to think about is whether or not we should have moved. I can’t quite believe, after the hugely enormous effort it was to move, that I could even toy…

  • A Simply Smashing Day

    On the way to my Moms In Touch prayer group this morning, I smashed into the driver’s side of another car. I’m sure there is some irony in that statement, but I’m not sure I appreciated it as I emerged shaken from my…

  • You are Blessed!

    I got this email from a friend and wante…

  • A Classic

    I haven’t been to the library in a while, and I “needed” something to read because, you know, I have so much time to relax. So I was forced to select a book from among our own hundreds of titles, and I found this book…

  • Gymnastics and Underwear

    My kids are the loudest quiet kids you have met. Actually, if you met them, you’d probably think they were the quietest quiet kids you’d ever met, but if you hung out with them for any length of time, you’d quickly re…

  • New Babies

    My sister is pregnant, Dave’s sister is pregnant, and my brother’s wife just had a baby, so I have been thinking about babies!! I thought I’d outline my ideas for how to survive infanthood because, as all you moms kno…

  • Fires

    Bill Bryson describes his gardening techniques in one book—basically, to take every powdery substance from the garage and spread it haphazardly all over the yard, hoping something good will emerge. During his attempt…

  • The Weekend in Pittsburgh

    Despite my previous blog, our weekend was really wonderful. All my family, parents, sister and brothers and everyone connected with them under one roof, laughing and talking and playing and working. Eighteen people…

  • Celebrations

    Is it only in our household that holidays have had an angst-ridden aura? And not just because my husband and I have to manage to mesh these mountains of traditions into one manageable festivity. Somehow, we’ve been a…

  • To Care or Not to Care

    I heard this NPR blurb on a waitress whose tips had been dwindling, so she kept trying to do everything right, and she continued to make just under 15%. Then, one day, she decided she just didn’t care anymore—she was…

  • Bedtime

    Mother to child playing with a truck: It’s time for bed now! How about if I count to five, and then, we march upstairs? Child (looking up): How about if I count? Mother: Umm, okay. What are you going to cou…

  • The Weekend

    Well, Fridays are going to be a bastion of busy-ness for the duration of spring. It starts with piano lessons transitioning immediately to baseball, then softball and sometimes Boy Scouts, although maybe with the game s…

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