Perhaps the biggest lesson parenting has taught me is not to judge. I never understood parents who did the happy dance at the bus
keep reading »Blergh. That, my friends, is eloquent talk for how frustrated I sometimes feel in this life as an adoptive mom. It’s exhausting, and I’m
keep reading »As of last Sunday, it has been eight years since the day we finalized Lindsey’s adoption. In the courtroom on Lindsey’s adoption day, 2009:
keep reading »There’s an old story of a young man who insists upon taking his inheritance early so he can go live it up in the
keep reading »My first foray into parenting a boy was when I became stepmom to a teen already significantly taller than me. He drummed on everything (EVERYTHING)
keep reading »I’ve had a number of questions about how school is going for Scout, how we made the decision to enroll her in school, and
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