It’s been a rough week of sleepless nights. Last night, my daughter was awake from 1:44 am until 4:53 am. At some point during the bleary night, she discovered that…
Author: <span>Beth Hendrickson</span>
I used to paint the bottoms of my feet blue. Sky blue. Growing up in Phoenix, Arizona, I had an early tradition of drying my hair the natural way: soaring…
I’m a stay-at-home mom, so I’m short on time, money, and good hair days. But what I miss most about my pre-child life are the blessed moments of utter self-absorption.…
Among those I feel privileged to call friends are individuals who climb cliffs, cater parties for UN delegates, ride class IV rapids, initiate summer camps to empower teenage girls, fly…
My daughter is on a first-name basis with Paul and Judy. You know who I mean. The Paul and Judy who go around patting bunnies, sniffing flowers, and wearing Mummy’s…
Who doesn’t love rooms filled with balls, water, pirates, castes, shopping, and jungle gyms? Join us in Charleston, SC for a trip to the Children’s Museum of the Low Country and learn about how a membership to your local Children’s Museum could get you admission into museums around the country.