It’s hard, it gets better, keep on keeping on – On parenting

After the recent winter concert of my sixth grade son at his middle school, we went out for ice cream at the local Baskin-Robbins with about a dozen other families from the community who, like us, were celebrating the wonderful holiday musical event. It was my...

No one cares, Mom – Oh, but they do!

There was no question regarding getting the Christmas tree this year. We got up early, two days after Thanksgiving, gathering our bags of cold weather gear, and drove to meet the Seigneur side of the family along with our older son and his wife at the Estacada ranger...

Mom, can we just go alone?

The other day, my twins, still 16, were heading out for their co-ed soccer game “Under the Lights,’ which  means they were going to get to play where the regular competitive school soccer teams play, the ones who compete against the other high school varsity and...

16 and driving – My twins and I Navigating the Doubly Exhilarating World of Independence

My twins are 16. Oh my. Wow, and double wow. My two blue-eyed blonde boy bundles were born five minutes a part on a crisp fall day 16 years ago. One arrived at 10:32 a.m., the other at 10:37 am. One placenta, the doctor told me. “What does that mean?” I pondered, deep...

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