Laura
How to laugh more in 2017
We all know laughter is an amazing thing. It boosts our immune systems, alleviates pain and reduces stress. So why don’t we do it more often? Why do we take ourselves so darn seriously?
Wisconsin ‘stay-cation’ ideas
While others are packing their swimsuits and sunscreen, my family is loading up the minivan for a week at our favorite resort in the Wisconsin northwoods.
How to have EVEN MORE fun in 2017
In keeping with my resolution to have more fun in 2017 and in honor of February’s “National Library Lovers Month,” I recommend to you some other seriously silly books:
‘Mom? Why don’t you like me?’
No one told me that having children was sometimes like putting a mirror up in front of your own face. No one told me that I would see myself in the dramatic way she sighs and rolls her eyes. No one told me I would hear my own words, bitter and sarcastic, coming out of her sweet little mouth. And, perhaps most importantly, no one told me that the only way to curtail these behaviors in my daughter was to cut them out of my repertoire first. That one I had to figure out by myself.
Four Ways Moms (Unknowingly) Ruin the Holidays
We all want to give our families that picture-perfect Christmas – just like something straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Unfortunately, we all live in the real world (and not in a Hallmark Channel movie) where sometimes kids get sick, roads get slick and moms get stressed. Big time. The best way I’ve found to keep pre-Christmas anxiety in check is to avoid these four ways we moms tend to ruin the holidays:
‘An Unmanned Kettle is an Empty Kettle’
It’s never too early to teach your children about giving back to the community, Mueller says, Ringing bells as a family will “provide an opportunity for parents to show their children how to give and become a donor. It is a rare occasion for a child to pass a kettle without begging his or her parent for change to drop in the kettle,” he adds. “Bell ringing really matters. It matters because we can all participate in something bigger than ourselves and teach our children to do the same.”
Just call us the Fun-Killers
“I can’t believe you’re being so MEAN!” our 11-year-old daughter told my husband and me. “You guys are the Fun-Killers!”
Yep. That’s us. Mr. & Mrs. Fun-Killer.