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I have brought my daughter, dressed up and nervous with anticipation, gift in hand, to a birthday party where the boys will decide what games to play and what the...
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. You know how we all imagine that ‘dog heaven’ will be a place where dogs get to do what dogs like, like ride in cars with their heads hanging...
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A year ago, I was living in a daze. I was spending most nights curled up against my 11 year old daughter’s back as she lay on her...
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The year I turned four or five, we drove to my grandparents in central Wisconsin for Christmas. Actually, we did this for most years of my early childhood- until I...
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This year, our family observed General Conference by attending the local Episcopal church.
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Where is the line between serving your family and loosing yourself in it?
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I knew that even small acts of assertiveness would be important. Maybe it didn’t change the world but for that individual woman, it was world-changing.
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Guest Post from Whoa-man as part of the The Exponent and Doves and Serpents swap. Hi, I am Whoa-man from Exponent. My husband and I are both PhD students trying...
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Forgiveness. As babies and young children, we can’t help but forgive those that wrong us. We have no choice…. we are too dependent. But somehow along the path to adulthood...
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The thought of any inexperienced driver in charge of a 4,000 pound machine makes me very nervous, but anticipating my own flesh-and-blood inexperienced driver sends me almost into a panic.
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What would heaven be like, for a teenager?
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The Tree of Life begins with a quotation from The Book of Job: “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth . . . What supports its...
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“Long ago,” he said, “I thought like you that my mother would always keep the window open for me, so I stayed away for moons and moons and moons, and...
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As I was telling my Kindergartner earlier this month that we’re all pioneers in some way. Whenever we stand up for what we believe in or do something because we...
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For as long as humans have made objects, there have been baby dolls. It’s an almost universal phenomenon that young children play with dolls. Especially if they have younger siblings...
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My neighbor Sheri and I watched motorists pass our children’s school bus for years. We took video, called the police, reported tag numbers, complained to the public school department of...
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“You’ll only be baptized once in your life, so it is a very special experience,” my grandmother said, speaking at my eight year old daughter’s baptism last week. After her...
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Becoming a citizen was a long, expensive process for my husband. I can’t imagine how difficult it was for those people from Burkina Faso, Serbia, Jamaica, Colombia, Cambodia that...
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My father grew up in a troubled home, poor as coal dust. A child of the depression and of divorce, he lined his broken-soled shoes with newsprint. As a child,...
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Although best known for “The Seventh Seal” and other serious “art house” films, I suggest Ingmar Bergman’s best work is his delightful “Smiles of a Summer Night.” Whether you watch...
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Today, a guest post from Helen. I read a review of Rebecca Asher’s book the week it came out in print, and decided to order it straight away. One of...
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I just read this today and loved it: http://www.literarymama.com/columns/perfectlynormal/archives/2011/ffffamily.html A great reminder that not all families look alike (which clearly we should not need reminding) and that for some people,...
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Over a decade ago I read this article in Mothering Magazine about a woman who is far from family and friends and meets up with another woman to share household...
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I watched the Twin Towers fall on TV, my oldest child safely ensconced in her kindergarten class. My toddler was playing with blocks nearby…. building towers and knocking them down. ...
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By Claudia On my personal blog, I am known as “The Faithful Dissident.” For the past three years, I’ve been hiding behind that alias. Afraid of what, I’m not exactly...
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This is, reportedly, what my daughter’s second grade teacher asked her class during a fit of frustration over their less-than-enthusiastic preparation for the looming standardized testing. Several other parents and...
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This is a guest post from a favorite reader and commenter, Corktree. It may sound simplistic (or just serving of my purpose), but I’ve always read the parable of the...
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A guest post from a reader, Debra. Names matter. They do. My life experience has taught me this. Names are important as they are references – signs — that direct...
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Recently ‘Rogue Cinema’ took a foray into the dark world of David Lynch’s films, to explore his disturbing presentations of the decay of the body and inherited contortions of the...
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As an antidote to all the love around here lately, I thought I’d offer up a little bit of good old-fashioned hate. I grew up in a very low key...
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What we believe truly matters. Most of what we believe has its roots in what we were taught as children by people who we once rightfully worshipped as demi-gods; [...]...
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I’m in the process of choosing to leave. I’m almost there. There’s only a consideration of the cost.
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I love the show Modern Family. When it first started, I got some chain emails about how negative the show was and how we (Mormons?, “God-fearing people”?) should email ABC...
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Who could ever draw the lines that would separate the material world and the worlds of the imagination? For children, these worlds flow into each other very easily: a merging...
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Have you ever written a family mission statement? I’m not big on self-help books (with the exception of the mountain of parenting books I read when my kids were babies/toddlers/pre-schoolers)....
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I’m kind of a New Year’s Eve Scrooge. I’ve never cared much for ringing in the new year with anything other than what I usually do. I don’t like to...
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Or under the sea. Or the jungle… at least, not permanently.
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Some films leave you with a feeling that you have experienced something solid and illuminating that will stay with you. A Christmas Tale (released in 2008), with its...
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“Nobody means what they say on Thanksgiving, Mom. That’s what the holiday is all about. Torture.” — Claudia I know I’m not supposed to talk about movies on Knit Together....
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My husband had just offered me the deal of the century: one month, completely kid-free, so that I could focus all my attention and energy on writing my dissertation...
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We were on our way to church as a family, and I thought it would be a good opportunity for everyone to share in the ‘lunch experience.” ...
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My husband and I have tried lots of different divisions of parental responsibilities over almost 14 years. When we started out, he was a student and I was a teacher,...
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While digging through the pile of papers in my seven-year-old’s backpack, I came across a copy of a page from the district reading curriculum that includes the weekly spelling words...
