The last time I entered a church as a full-fledged member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was approximately 10 years ago. Since then, I’ve dabbled in attendance, sitting in the back row for a farewell or a friend’s baby blessing.
I mostly showed up to get into the killer after-party, with those delicious chicken...
I clipped the tip of my newborn baby’s finger as I battled her tiny, spastic fingernails. Let the looks of betrayal begin, one of many to come. Ten months later, she tumbled down the last stair in our home. I remember her slowly tipping as if she were a professional diver crashing head-first, not into a pool, but our hardwood...
Being a woman, I’m naturally schooled in the art of smile-despite- your-desire-to-inflict-violence-on-the-person-standing-before-you.
Example: My mother could throw out a litany of threats that would send any teen into a fetal position; that is, until the phone would ring. Then mom channeled her inner Queen Elizabeth, answering with a...
The worst part of being a stay-at-home mother is the fear of being alone when something goes down. In my case, my husband works about an hour away, so when the business goes down, I have to wait at least 60 minutes before my knight in shining armor can come get me.
Brian has been instructed to do a morning death call. Each day if he hasn...
Benson is very secure in his masculinity, despite bouncing the day away in a pink chair, falling asleep snuggled in a plush, pink fleece blankie, or playing with his sister.
It could also be that Benny is only 6 months old and doesn’t know how to find his nose, so why would he care what color his toys are? The fact of the matter is,...
