If my generation is choice, than my children’s must be even greater

A few weeks ago I went to a ladies night that one of my neighbors hosted. At the tail end of the night, the party had tapered down to only four of us who stayed up way past our bedtimes chatting like old biddies. All four of us there were mothers, with children ranging from babies to adults, and at one point I commented about how strong willed and stubborn I can already tell that my children are.  Continue reading

How to relieve the wintertime stir-crazies

All through the summertime, Peter would go outside onto our back patio to play every day. I remember wondering how I was going to handle the winter, when I wouldn’t have the sanity-saver of him going outside for a while every day. Winter has certainly been tough, but not quite as tough as I had feared- I guess I’ve gotten used to the new normal of being inside all the time.  Continue reading