There are certain places I go more often in the summer when the girls are home with me. Ice cream shops, Target, the gas station for ICEE slushes. And topping our list of stops is Chick-fil-A. I’ll be honest here. I’m not a huge fan of fried chicken. I can eat my share of waffle…
You know the saying, “Oh, she has a mind of her own.” This is rarely said as a compliment, but rather it means someone has a streak of strong will or determination to do things her own way. I know this because I have said it about all three of my daughters {particularly the youngest…
“You’re ruining my life!” These are the words my 7-year-old angrily spouted out at me this morning when I told her she couldn’t wear plastic high heels to her day camp. With one last stubborn click-clack on the garage floor she slid the heels off, stuffed them in her backpack, and reluctantly put on a…
The car is where I have some of the best conversations with the girls. Maybe it’s because I have to be attentive to what’s being said when I’m driving. It’s the only time my high-strung body is strapped in and focused, undistracted by chores or my phone. And so I listen better in the car….