Summertime is synonymous with big ole family soirees. A season when close friends and relatives travel near and far in honor of beach vacations, campgrounds, backyard barbecues, and family reunions. And with an array of generations trying to connect...
Nothing screams SUMMER quite like a slick plastic water slide in the backyard on a hot and steamy day. And while the store-bought Slip 'n Slides are great fun, this year my boys and I decided to take just...
May has always been one of my favorite months of the year. I live in Chicago, the home of the long, cold winter. May means a lot to us all. We're told not to plant flowers until this month,...
Modern families are busier than ever. With hard-working parents, kids in multiple after-school activities (many folks still aren't listening to the advice from experts to lighten their loads), higher academic standards and rigor, and the bustling business of simple...
I am now the mom of a full-fledged teenage boy. Maxwell is my first born of two dudes and has always had a very playful spirit. He’s got a little brother, and having him around has meant that Max...
I met my husband when I was 15 years old. We dated for nearly five years before we wed, which was immediately after I graduated from college, and have now been married almost 22 years. We've truly grown up together....
January in Chicago is typically a bit challenging to say the least. It’s not so much the mountains of snow that cause our severe cabin fever, although we definitely get our fair share. No, it’s more the long stretch...
When my boys were little, I had one on one time with them all day long. I chose to be a “stay at home” mom and our days were packed with play and parks, and classes, and snacks and...
Tis the season for big ol’ family gatherings. From Thanksgiving through New Years Day many of our houses will be brimming with relatives ages 8 to 80. And if you happen to be hosting any of these events, then...
I have always… always loved this crisp Autumnal time of year. I grew up in Western PA, where this season meant a Jackson Pollock splattering of trees covering our rolling hills, Friday night football games (yep, I was that...