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How to Make a Monster

Maybe it's  because Halloween is almost upon us that I have monsters on my mind.  Perhaps you have seen one in the grocery store, the mall, or  (as we all have occasionally) lurking about in your own home.  

Whether you have one or ten kids, parenting is exhausting.  It is a full time job about which you must be relentless.  But in case you're feeling too weary for the task, here is my recipe for creating your own little monster. 


Iwill never forget the first time we were Booed just after we moved here, proving once again that, yes, Virginia is for lovers.  

With October still young, it's not too late to start this tradition.  Besides, with creepy clowns in the headlines lately, it might be just the thing to ease your kids' minds. Now that I am in a new neighborhood, in fact, I am thinking about starting it myself.

Boo! (reposted from October, 2012)

Last Saturday night just after dark the Sims family was sitting in the den enjoying the fireplace and a little TV when the doorbell rang.

The Wonder of It All

I hope my long absence from the blog hasn't gone unnoticed.  A lot has been simmering at our house and this week it is boiling (and I am bubbling) over.  My heart is so full. 

For the last four years (plus a year at the Prep School) our son has been on a journey to graduate from West Point. It is a goal he has had since he was about seven, when he told his dad he wanted to be a soldier. I had never even heard of the place, but the Captain put the dream in Matt's heart.  "If you want to be a soldier, you should go to West Point.

A Mother's New Year Resolutions

Some old, some new, but here they are--

A Mother's New Year Resolutions. 

I will not scold happy noise. 

I will use the TV as a babysitter-- rarely and as if it costs $10 an hour. 

I will give my kids a 1970's summer. 

I will, without apology, be the nutrition, grammar, hygiene, wardrobe, curfew and screen police. 

I will, without apology, require uncompensated help around the house. It's called being part of a family. 

I will, without apology, put my husband's and children's ambitions before my own.

From Open House to Open Mike

"The only thing that doesn't change is change," my oldest son once said.  If changing traditions is hard for you to embrace, here's one way to take the sting out of the inevitable. This piece appears in this month's Memphis Parent.  

Being the youngest of eight, my Christmas traditions have always been packed with people.  Now, as the mother of ten, the holidays still call for a crowd.  If I ever meet a lonely Christmas, I suspect I will have to find the nearest throng and join in.
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