GOOOOOOOOAL!!!

It's not easy to take pictures when you're screaming at the top of your lungs….           I was so excited, I couldn't focus…my baby is to the left, the goalie is laid out with NOTHING in his hands, and the ball is...

Fame or infamy?

Prowling through the aisles of Walmart on a hunt for Gorilla Glue, razors and milk, my 12-year-old and I got separated from my husband and other son.  No worries, my sidekick kept me entertained until we were reunited. Son:  "Mom…you know how...

Driving me CRAZY!

I'm convinced even under the best of circumstances, having teenagers in the house fertilizes the scalp for gray hair.  Certainly relational angst contributes, as does juggling academics and extracurriculars, but the one thing that will clutch your heart like...

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