Over the years, our four boys have been responsible for the biggest transfer of real estate in the civilized world.  As in the dirt that comes into my back room

Another significant area of philosophical difference centers around our deepest convictions on the place of coffee in our world view.  When you grind it up and boil it down, he’s

Frankly, I think mothers deserve an action figure.  While daddies and kids seem to get by with two arms, mommies need roughly eight.  Sure, this will look odd on a

I don’t know about Mississippi, but it’s drippy here today.  Besides that, it’s Monday, it’s gray, and I’m tired.  It was this past weekend that daylight savings time hit, costing

“Yes.”  One word, falling to my desk like a stone; a rock; a chunk of ice.  For years, I’d driven past the school, Baby Boy strapped in behind me.  I’d

Around here, big things have been happening.  The tachometer for this year, 2012, is in the red, and as I told The Mister last night, “Just think – back in

“Okay,” I said. “I’m finking,” he said, “of something that has feathers and wings and a beak.”  He peered at me, eager, excited, anticipation tracing across his features.  Would Mama

It happened the other night. There I was, scrabbling around in my handbag, trying to find the Chapstick. Digging, digging, blood pressure rising… From the bowels of the closet, this

I didn’t know when I said “I do” that what I was really saying was, “From here on out and forever more, I am no longer just a cheerful, carefree