Merry Christmas! Our 2016 Christmas Video

It’s Christmastime, so that means it’s time for our annual video of general silliness. We are so happy to share our 1:23 labor of love, tears (mostly mine), Mariah, joy, toil, Buble, poor Ralphie, and Christmas cheer! Enough ado…Since this one speaks for itself, I’ll just tell you one thing: Enjoy! We hope you laughed! If you want to see a compilation of videos of...

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One Way or Another: A Christmas Story

I went to pick Wally V up from his Sunday morning class after our church service last Sunday. “Do you want to go home and get ready?” I asked. He looked at me and burst into tears, “My head hurts!” he balled. I escorted him through the crowds and to the car, feeling like a bad mom for not having noticed he might be sick. You see, it was all working out perfectly, according to my plan....

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Adventures of an Underage Mom

I am in line at the grocery store after successfully navigating all of the aisles for the 6 things I needed to gather for that evening’s dinner. I say 6, and by 6 I mean 10, which is 9 away from the 19 that my seven-year-old son Wally guessed I would end up with when I told him my very small list included only 6 items and could he and his sister please just stay with me without tears or...

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Yosemite: A Complete Ottventure

“Everybody needs beauty…places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike.” ― John Muir “Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.” ― John Muir On our last vacation away from the kids we decided to check out the Grand Canyon. Neither of us had ever visited a National Park, so we weren’t...

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Consider the water: on the weight of the things happening around us

I have been feeling a little…down lately. I look outside and a quote from Moby Dick comes to mind—a damp and drizzly November in my soul. I’m not sure if it’s something big and universal—the actual weather, the political climate and the mass media’s big spotlight on hate, the inexplicable violence we wage against others—or if it’s that, plus some small personal...

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My New Plan to Kill the To Do List

My parents and in-laws occasionally take the kids for a few days so that we can, well, not have our kids for a few days. When this happens, I do crazy things like watch HBO at 8 am, and grocery shop without scolding, and yell across the house “Do you want ice cream?” at some moment after 8 pm. So to translate, if you are in your pre-child, DINK, or adult children phase of...

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The 5 Kids You Meet at Kindergarten Drop Off

It’s that time of year—herds of tearful parents, armed with cameras phones, will soon be shepherding their 4-foot-tall humans to the doors of a school that the kids will remember forever as bigger than life itself. It seems like only yesterday that they donned preschool cardboard graduation caps and celebrated the successful learning of their ABCs without biting, spitting, or mooning the...

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Listen to Your Mother Video

Earlier this year, I felt so blessed to be cast in Listen to Your Mother—Chicago. I had the chance to submit one story, audition, and then eventually became part of this one-time only show that celebrates all things motherhood. Read more

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The Sacrifice of Motherhood: Where I am a Phoenix, and Then I Choke on Black Beans

Last spring, we had super fun at an improv show. One of the castmembers was Kristin Wigg-ish, with characters that totally cracked us to pieces. She was around 20 weeks pregnant and doing improv, which is an incredible feat considering the ability of a fetus to drink up all your brain power, with wit being among the pre-brain dinner cocktails—one of the first things to go. A few days afterward...

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5 Tips for Pretend Play: A Survivor’s Guide

I am gathering the last few things we need for the morning of errands—snacks, water, a sucker for a bribe—and my daughter, slight pixie fairy surfer girl with her sweet, sweet curls hanging down her back wearing a full Spiderman suit makes herself as tall as possible (up to my waist) and stands in my path. “Can we play Beanie Boos?” she asks, her already high bubble voice...

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