One thing that was so relaxing about our holidays was the quiet and the lack of rush. As recounted in a previous column, the Schrock festivities were held at Thanksgiving.

In our household, the boys take the word “vacation” literally. To them it is defined as “the absence of any activity that could remotely be construed as work.” Never mind

This is the story of a baby named Gabey. I share it with you now because it all began in the midst of the lights and the carols and the

For the rest of us, we really start getting pumped when we hit the tree lot. You see, there is far more at stake here than just getting a tree

I can tell the instant he has met up with another runner when we’re out in public. A feverish light appears in his eye. In an amazing show of solidarity,

Personally, our holiday festivities began in a rather inauspicious manner. If you really must know why we were late for the turkey, I guess I’ll tell you. We were at

There was also the Outhouse Trick wherein he and his brothers discovered that with just the right curved stick, they could poke it up the back side and provoke a

As of this afternoon, they are now posting the articles online. In case you don’t catch it while it’s on, I will continue posting them on the blog here so

With Thanksgiving approaching, I was thinking deep, philosophical thoughts like, “Bring on the turkey,” and “Chocolate or pumpkin pie?” when an old Barney song popped into my head. It went

While there are no ponytails here, there are rooster tails. Lots of them. The father and chief of this tribe is the worst. To honor his creative morning hairdos, I