My father buys things in bulk. Not the bulk bin, dispense-a-little-bit-into-a-plastic-bag bulk. Costco bulk. Sam's Club bulk. The children and I spent some time with my father and stepmother (who are wonderful, loving people) at the Wisconsin Dells recently. We...
A while back, bedtime was spiraling out of control. The kids share a room; they would be wound up at bedtime and the transition to sleep was not happening smoothly. We had a big, big problem on our hands. We solved the problem with 10-minute reading time. The...
Easter Sunday saw St Paul, Minnesota waking up to weather perfection. Sunshine, low seventies (Fahrenheit), cloudless sky. Truly amazing. There was a loon on Lake Phalen! This was the sort of April weather that brings Minnesotans out of their homes to rediscover...
Out of the blue on our recent camping trip, Tabitha had an announcement for me. Tabitha (6 years old): I am 12 in doll years and Griffy is 16 in doll years. Her brother Griffin is 9. T: So how old are you in doll years, Daddy?Me: Well, how do doll years work? T:...