Remember when you were a kid and had to do some crafty, themed homework assignment? I vividly remember having to create a sock puppet for my kindergarten graduation ceremony and even a family crest in the fifth grade (both of which turned out terribly because evidently my hatred for crafting goes waaaay back). You know what I don't remember? My mom overseeing each step of the process, helping me make creative decisions, or even completely taking over the assignment for fear that my five-year-old, amateur craftsmanship might reflect poorly on her parenting in some way.
Y'all. When did that become a thing?
I get it, I do. Elementary schools seem to have a theme-based, cutesy-crafty activity pretty much every week. But...
“Ma’am! Your son -- he’s making his way to the deep end!” a grandma on vacation alerted me while swimming in the pool on our most recent family vacation. To paint the picture for you, Kellan happened to be doubled down in flotation devices that day, a puddle jumper and one of those super pool noodles that are filled with styrofoam balls … you know, the ones that have like a 300lb weight limit? I knew where exactly he was. I was in the shallow end with Matty and Kade. Kellan was right behind us kicking his way into uncharted waters. After this sweet grandma let me know in a panic that he was making his way away from...
I remember it like it was yesterday - the call from the pediatrician informing me that she had referred us to Children's Hospital in New Orleans.
When Salem was 9 months old, I noticed that she was sitting strangely. It wasn't a normal slouch, but was more like she was almost sitting on her lower back instead of her bottom. I didn't know if I was overreacting or if it was something worth looking into. We brought it up at her next appointment, and the doctor scheduled X-rays to see for sure. That's when I received the call that it was more severe and we needed to see a specialist in New Orleans. In a moment, something that I had never even...
So here we are. The election season that has so divided friends, family, neighbors, and coworkers has finally come to an end. But with that end, comes a beginning. New leadership, new goals, new ideas. Some are happy. Some are guardedly optimistic. Some are angry. And some are fearful.
One of the questions I hear most from moms on all sides of the spectrum is, “What do I tell my kids about this election?” It’s a valid question no matter who you supported. What DO we tell our kids about an election season that left all of us weary? What message do we send our kids about how we might respond to the change in leadership, regardless of our...
You probably recall a few months ago when San Francisco 49er’s football player Colin Kaepernick dominated the news. Not for his performance, but for his very visible stance against racism and police brutality by sitting/kneeling during the National Anthem. And, as recently as yesterday he has been back in the news with his decision not to vote in the presidential election.
Kaepernick is seemingly everywhere from social media to the cover of Time magazine and when I see him, I see my son.
When I say that, it’s not meant to be symbolic or profound. I mean that they literally look like each other. I was first introduced to this guy in 2013. I was watching what I thought was a Beyoncé...
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Mardi Gras From the Perspective of a Krewe Dancer
Mardi Gras From the Perspective of a Krewe Dancer
It's that time of year we have been working towards all year long. Preparing three to...
