Knowing her grandparents will soon be asking for gift ideas for our daughter, my husband and I decided to take our five year old window
Every week, I help teach a dance class. And every week for the past three months, six-year-old Lexi (not her real name) has had to be first in
Here in the northern hemisphere, many of us are hunkering down on colder days, upping the comfort food, and tentatively peeking out our windows for
When my daughter was three years old, for some reason that’s unbeknownst to me, she decided that what people do with Halloween candy is…donate it.
“Mommy, let’s pretend this isn’t a train tunnel.” “Okay, what is it?” “It’s a tomb.” Well, hello, conversation stopper. She paused for effect, which is
At one of the schools I have the pleasure of visiting regularly, this week’s craft table featured what the teacher appropriately called the “paper guillotine,”
I was in the kitchen making homemade almond butter (yum!). My five-year-old walked in with her cup of water and announced, “Mommy, let’s pretend you’re