Going Fluorescent
My husband has gone fluorescent. In light of the current energy ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
Do you think people should be allowed to ask for donations or sell goods to motorists stopped at intersections in Loudoun?

My husband has gone fluorescent. In light of the current energy ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
Have you noticed the trend towards making fairy tales politically correct? The alterations can be minor, such as this: Little Red Riding Hood now takes tea instead of wine to her grandmother. Or, they can be entirely plot-altering in nature: the Big Bad ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
Though I grew up in the US, I never understood that Easter had any religious significance whatsoever. It was just a holiday from school, after which the other students mysteriously returned with crisp new outfits, frilly dresses, and shining shoes. ›› more ...
Youngsters attract germs faster than politicians can attract lobbyists and campaign dollars. | 0 comments ›› more ...
Last summer, my boys were not speaking to each other, and that was great, because that’s exactly the way I had wanted it. At the time, it seemed the only way to ensure domestic tranquility. Whenever temperatures would flare, so would their ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
“Oh, another girl? It’s too bad...” her voice trailed off. “But don’t worry, maybe your next one will be a boy.” Yes, I just survived childbirth a few days ago. Let’s talk to a veritable stranger about having the next baby. | 1 comment ›› more ...
If you thought eating Thanksgiving leftovers was bad, you should try reading them. I have never yet been shopping on Black Friday because, if I wanted to be trampled for a cheap DVD player, I would just ask for a ticket home and try to board ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
This summer, when my second daughter had eight minutes free and nothing to do with them, she got her latest and most amazing idea. Her black-and-tan miniature dachshund, (which, in my opinion is somewhat ignored and occasionally neglected), apparently needs a little four-legged companion. I’m thinking, ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
It’s not the skeletons that disturb me. Nor is it the underlying ancient celebration of evil. It’s just the amount of candy I, as a loving and caring parent, am annually compelled to eat. | 0 comments ›› more ...
You’re a good parent, right? You don’t have a criminal record. You teach your kids the right values: not to point at people, no matter how ridiculous they might look with their hair died pink and purple. You tell them never ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
I was getting groceries the other day. With six kids at home, getting groceries is about all that I ever seem to do. I’m no Rachael Ray, yet my world revolves around food and its acquisition. The meals need to be planned, the food retrieved and revived (if necessary), cooked, ... | 3 comments ›› more ...
He went on and on, demanding baking soda. What on earth could a two-year-old want with baking soda? | 0 comments ›› more ...
If I had had any sense, I would have been like normal moms who are relieved that school has started. I would have planned mid-morning solo shopping excursions or a “coffee with the girls” celebration as we all exchanged the Big Sigh that marks our emergence ... | 0 comments ›› more ...
With brilliant foresight, our youngest and eldest children were born nearly fifteen years apart. Many people congratulate us on timing things so that the babysitters are built-in. But this timing also necessitates teaching the one to drive while training the other how to use the toilet. Stop being silly. You ... | 0 comments ›› more ...