Misbehaving….again?
I came across this photo and, OH MY…..total recall! Years ago, we ran an 85-child daycare (yes, you read that right — eighty-five energetic little ones). One afternoon, I turned my back for what felt like half a second… and that was all it took. A mischievous 5-year-old had taken scissors in hand and decided…
It’s Potato Salad and Chocolate Cake Time
That sounds like a crazy combination, doesn’t it? But in my day – in the South – if those words are said together, it means that somebody passed away. That’s just what we do. When there’s a funeral, there’s always a dinner that’s provided for the family. Or, the dinner is taken to the home…
Cherish the Moments
A few years ago, I received my daily “check-in” call from Staci while she was picking up Payton and Alexia from school. In the background, I heard Alexia say, “Payton, that’s my side!” Payton responded, “It’s my turn to sit on that side!” Then Alexia, “Mommy, Payton pushed me!” Then Payton, “She pushed me first!” Before…