I’ve been on a bit of a Mom Quest these past few years. We’ve never been an Easter bunny family who lines up for pictures at the mall or decorated the house with rabbits, chicks and eggs every spring. 1,168 more words
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My daughter has one default answer to the question, “How are you?”
Most people default to, “Fine,” “Good,” “Okay,” or even “Great!”
I’ve heard people answer, “better than can be expected.” 789 more words
There’s an art to apologizing.
We’re still learning that art here at my house.
There’s this one key ingredient I’m looking for: Honesty. Genuine repentance. True sorrow. 886 more words
I put my hand on the back of my five-year-old to usher her into the minivan.
She does not move.
My lecture about wasting time and ‘please can you hurry because we don’t want to be late!’ catches in my throat when I glance at her. 762 more words