I have come to see that there are times when the best parenting move is the one that is best for the parent.

Are you celebrating the Year of the Rat? We had some friends over last weekend to mark the Chinese New Year, and it was so good to be together.

Every morning is the same. We’re hurrying through breakfast and lunch-packing and shoe-finding and rushing to get out the door to get to school.

There were tears as people shared memories and spoke about what the past year has been like. But there were also smiles. There was peace. And there was connection—with God and with one another.

If you’re looking for a way to celebrate the Year of the Rat, here are a few simple things you can do.

I don’t really know what’s going on with this whole #Megxit situation—though I have to admit I am a fan of the hashtag. I just wanted to let you know, you’re not alone.

Our pediatrician once told our children that you need to try a new food 16 or 17 times before you can decide that you don’t like it.

I’m just not good with plants. I’m not sure whether they don’t care for me or I’m just not destined for plant greatness, but my plants never survive.

As I’m walking across the parking lot, I sense that something is different, but I can’t put my finger on it.

Something about January puts me in a soup mood. This week I made Italian wedding soup.