
Lasts….
I’ve had a lot of them this year. Last high school soccer game for my daughter. Last high school track meet for my son. Last month
…those thoughts about life that spin like wheels in my head — and hopefully don’t run me over…

I’ve had a lot of them this year. Last high school soccer game for my daughter. Last high school track meet for my son. Last month

Okay–I just can’t resist! In honor of my twins’ last day of high school today, here they are as kindergartners: and then again as

I hate sports. For all those out there who just gasped, my family included, I apologize. But I just have to say, I really hate

Think Marley and Me….Only a Golden. Like AirBud. And Shadow from Homeward Bound. But more beautiful. More loyal. And smarter. And sneakier. (On account of

I had a fight with Siri today. Ok, to be truthful, it isn’t the first time. Just proves, once more, my abusive relationship with technology.

This summer, a one-liner ad for Starbucks promised, “15-minute vacations.” Brilliant! My favorite “1 teabag, venti chai tea misto, non-fat, no-foam and 7 equals” has

It’s one of our favorite family traditions, dating back to our honeymoon twenty-some years ago in Door County when we went looking for cherries. We

You know you’ve come face to face with your kids’ growing up when they start to nag YOU about getting your work done…not the other

(read at her final high school varsity soccer banquet) It seems so long ago and yet just yesterday when we held you in our arms
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