I’m Raising Someone’s Husband

My oldest son sent me this. His fiancé was moving states to join him at his new job so he made this welcome basket and had it on the counter when she arrived after the 8-hour drive. It was a proud mom-moment, but I take no-credit for what he did. It was all him. What...

Parenting

Does a Piece of Plastic Buy Self Esteem?

I remember it so well. My now college-age son played on a recreation youth basketball team as a little fella.  They were terrible, maybe scored 4 points in a game, if they were lucky. They were so bad it was cute… kinda.  At the end of the season I mentioned to my...

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Keeping Up With the Wiotosots

It used to be we had to keep up with the Joneses-- the fictional family who had it all. That morphed into Keeping with the Kardashians- another somewhat fictional family who capitalized on pretending to have it all and used social media to skyrocket themselves to...

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Dear Middle Child

Dear Middle Child, I see you. It sucks not being the oldest (hello privileges) and not being the youngest (hello baby). You’re caught in the middle and you’ve had to carve your own title in our crazy family. You remind us often that your older brother is cherished,...

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A Mom’s Magic at Christmas

“The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads” … Every year on Christmas Eve, I read “Twas the Night Before Christmas” to my kids. We all sit on one bed--usually a dog pile or WWE match occurs during the...

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Beyond the Whistle

High school sports are the best.  Unpaid athletes coming together for the sole issue of being part of a team, representing their school and community and playing a sport they love.  Sure, some do it in hopes of gaining a scholarship but since the percentage of high...

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