By Michael Stephanie was packing up a box for Big Susan. Not Big Susan, her sister. That was just plain old Susan. Big Susan was the woman who came to clean the house every couple of weeks, at about the time the pile of dishes was scraping paint off the ceiling and the dust bunnies…
Tag Archive: 5 Minutes For Parenting
I’ll eat, pray, love right here
With apologies and respect to Elizabeth Gilbert…. I am not likely to take a year off from my life. I am not likely to get on a plane, passport in hand, to fly solo into Italy and India and Indonesia, searching for my significance and wholeness. Most of the western world is aware of Elizabeth…
Summer’s End
By Beck I am cooking again after a practically summer-long sabbatical – my husband barbecued a lot and I don’t know what else we did, but I’m fairly certain that I did pretty much no cooking between June and this past week. It was too hot and I was too depressed and so my kitchen…
Playground Speed Dating
Guest post by Sarah Fader Long before pseudo-married life, I dated people. Yes, I was young once. I usually ended up scaring the guy off because I was “too intense” or he “couldn’t give me what I needed.” That was code for “I’m not that attracted to you and you’re too needy! Get a dog…
My children, Rex and Lassie
By Michael Okay, I have to say it. I hate to see children on leashes. Jill and I went with a friends on an Alaska cruise a few weeks ago and it was nice to be among the youngest people in a community again. Apparently, people go to Alaska at about the time they are…
When Breast Equals Blush
By Gretchen I never thought I’d be self-conscious about breastfeeding in the privacy of my own home. There are no eye-rolling strangers. We don’t have tightly-spaced vinyl upholstered booths or utilitarian park benches where I am expected to wrangle baby and blanket. At home, I have comfy sitting spots and am surrounded by people who…
Back To School
By Beck I love this time of year – the changing leaves (well, any day now), the cooling temperatures (again, ANY day now), new pens and pencils and notebooks and bookbags and sweaters. Only one of my kids actually goes to school, but the back-to-school feeling prevails nonetheless. My oldest. I write about her a…
Slap-happy Campers
By Megan We took the kids camping for the first time last weekend. I’d never really camped before, so it was all new to me, too. One thing I learned was that there is a LOT of zipping involved in camping. And not much sleeping. The first night in camp, Peabody’d been in bed for…
This is all it takes to be a hero evidently
By Sarah We won’t be taking a holiday this summer. But one Saturday, my husband, Brian, decided to take the tinies camping anyway. In our backyard. He dug out our camping gear which includes a camping stove we bought on clearance at the outlets, sleeping bags, provisions and the tent we borrowed-but-never-gave-back from his parents….
The Road to Degradation
By Michael I think she was four, possibly a precocious three. She was up on the chair, playing on the touchscreen, trying to win a matching game and then a ring toss of sorts. Her mom came by to help her, instruct her and cheer her on. Of course, the chair was a bar stool…
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Annie Shultz
Managing EditorAnnie is a stay at home mom to 3 very young children. She fell in love with words at a young age, knowing early she wanted to be a writer. She lives in the Kansas woods where she documents her life through the lens of her camera and the clicks of her keyboard. She is always seeking to bring parents together - for we all have on thing in common, the overflowing love for our children.
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