Tag: childhood memories
Two years ago, CTWM blogger Elise blogged about having a “Yes Day” with her son, a special day where she said “yes” to his requests, no matter how crazy they sounded. It planted a seed in my mind of something I’d like to try when my sons were older, but like so many other ideas
I enjoy the holidays, I do. I like the smell of pine, the cookies, seeing all the pretty decorations, the parties, and having the chance to wear red and green together without having to explain that it’s laundry day. I do look forward the festivities, but the work that goes into it all just doesn’t
This post is co-written by bloggers – and sisters – Gena Golas and Christa Allard. There’s a saying “Home is where Mom is” and we agree, even though we both have long since moved out of our parents’ house and created homes of our own. Still, there’s nothing like those childhood moments to make you
I don’t come from one of those Hallmark-y families. When Mother’s Day comes around each year, there are no sappy cards exchanged. In fact, when my brother’s kindergarten class made a “What Moms Do For Us” book, my brother’s page didn’t read “Moms bake us cookies” or “Moms take care of us when we’re sick”
