When I was young, I used to lie in bed at night and pray for my future husband. I was enamored with the knowledge that the boy I’d marry was out in the world somewhere, a stranger growing up in […]
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If there is one toy in our house that enjoys idol status, it is the Bakugans. For those of you unfamiliar, they are little transformer-like spheres that morph into monsters and battle each other. My boys delight in collecting, trading […]
Grandma Rose’s worn, white farmhouse was nothing fancy. When visiting you were just as likely to see a turtle she’d trapped dangling from a tree as you were a fresh apple pie cooling on the counter. The brown linoleum floors […]
I don’t post too many crafts or kid projects here on twentyshekels. By and large crafts just are not my jam. But I will say this: If you see me post one it means I either think it is easy or […]
Its that time of year again. Target is filled with frazzled parents clutching back-to-school lists – scavenging the picked over shelves for the correct brand of marker. Facebook has blown up with pictures of shiny happy kids on front steps […]
Before social media, women enjoyed limited exposure to homemaking feats of other moms. Outside of school functions, church picnics, and dinner parties, most moms could go about their business anonymously drinking Tab and serving Friday night pizza. No one knew […]
I remember a time in middle school when my friend was slapped by her mom. Apparently she had turned up her nose at whatever was being offered for dinner that night. Frustrated, her mom asked her how she would like […]
We don’t get out much. Well, we do get out much but usually it is to work or swim practice or church activities or horse activities or volunteer activities or homeschool classes. We zip around like ping pong balls hither and […]
Like most households, the chaos of our day always comes to a head at dinnertime. Last night, after driving home in a blizzard, I found myself up to my eyeballs in bedlam. I was scurrying around steaming veggies, checking the lasagna […]
Time is a precious commodity for any mother. And I find myself on the losing end of the battle to find time, make time, and balance time more often than I care to admit. This year, for the first time […]