Boondock Ramblings

Old houses and bugs

We spent ten days with my parents in their 200-year-old farmhouse before being able to move into our home. The house is where my dad grew up (originally I wrote ‘and where my grandparents lived’ but it’s obvious… Read More

Our homeschooling journey so far this school year

Homeschooling: the ultimate experience in making sure a parent is humbled and made to feel completely bewildered and inadequate. I’m not totally serious with the above definition but homeschooling my children has brought out some of my worst… Read More

How adults wake up versus how almost 5-year olds wake up

Adults waking up: “Ack. Man. Why are the lights on?” Almost 5-year old: eyes open immediately, she looks at her parent and says, “When I’m older I’m going to be an animal rescuer. I’m going to rescue pandas… Read More

How many directions can a mom stretch before she breaks?

Originally published on Today.com Parent Contributors ‚Äč The 4-year old wants to have a tea party and a play date, but the oldest needs to have his lessons given to him and lunch needs to be cooked. The… Read More

Just because you battle depression, doesn’t mean you are a bad mom

The mother in an online support group for moms with anxiety and depression asked all us faceless mothers on the other side of the screen: “Why can’t I get it together?” She asked because she felt alone Many… Read More

Confusion and loss: When a 12-year old has all devices taken away

“I’m not allowed to touch my computer, the PlayStation or my phone for the rest of the weekend.” My 12-year old son shuffled away with his head hanging down. His father had handed down his sentence after my… Read More

Why I have gray hair – reason no. 30

I heard it before I saw it and knew at that moment I’d made a mistake letting my 4-year old jump from the couch to the metal barstool we’d never actually used at a bar since we didn’t… Read More

Spring has finally sprung in Pennsylvania but it’s always possible another snow storm will come

“There are robins on the hill,” my dad said and we rushed to the windows and “ooohed” and “aahed” because in Pennsylvania we know that the sight of the robins in our yards means spring has sprung. Sure,… Read More

Four is the new terrible twos

“I’M NOT DOING ANY MORE SCHOOL WORK UNTIL MY BROTHER SITS NEXT TO ME AT THE TABLE!!” Her little voice pierced my eardrums and grated on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard. Papers, pencils, and crayons scattered… Read More