A Confession, a Question, and a Review
Reading books with children in the house is a bit like trying to brush your teeth while eating Oreos. It's counterproductive. Finding time to read has been a challenge since I took on the title of "Mom". Where once upon a time I devoured books, now I simply nibble at stories here and there....
On Waiting, Praying, and Not Sneaking a Peek
I tiptoed down the stairs moving slowly and deliberately. Every once in awhile I'd freeze, certain I heard footsteps approaching, then resume my movement down this deviant path. I'd laid in bed for a long time thinking about this. I'd tried to convince myself that I shouldn't do it, but the tug...
I Think My Toddler is a Ninja, and I Need Your Help!
One of the recurring themes woven throughout the book I wrote with my friend, Wendy, is the idea that life ebbs and flows, and with each changing season we find ourselves facing new joys and new challenges. When Wendy and I wrote Life Creative, I had just given birth to my fourth born, a...
Russian Eyes
We were standing in a pizza shop in the middle of Red Square, the heart of Moscow beating steadily outside the dirty windows. I nibbled at the crust, politely smiling every time Sergei, our translator and guide, looked at me, his eyes filled with hopeful anticipation that this visit to a very...
