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Nature vs. Nurture: When Ordinary Happenings Become Full-Contact Sports (plus, a GIVEAWAY treat!)

Nature vs. Nurture: When Ordinary Happenings Become Full-Contact Sports (plus, a GIVEAWAY treat!)

Nature vs. nurture?  Not even a question in my mind.  I was enlightened when I became a Mother of Boys (M.O.B.).  For anyone out there still debating nature vs. nurture, I know the answer.  It’s nature, people!  Nine years into being a M.O.B., I am still mind-blown by the otherwise ordinary activities that play out like full-contact sports in my house.  Things that my sister and I calmly did together as kids lead to instantaneous brawls between my boys.  Is…

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Last-minute Halloween costumes: (easy, low-cost, DIY, fun)

Last-minute Halloween costumes: (easy, low-cost, DIY, fun)

Last-minute Halloween costumes are a reality sometimes even though Halloween rolls around the same date every year.  I remember when I was in grad school, I was supposed to be out of town the day my friend was hosting a Halloween party.  But I ended up being in town, costumeless, just hours before the party.  So, what did I do?  I wrapped myself in aluminum foil (it’s actually great for keeping you warm!) and turned myself into a fork, proving…

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Family Photo: 10 Tips for a Great Family Photo Shoot

Family Photo: 10 Tips for a Great Family Photo Shoot

Family photo:  It’s the time of year when when we practice our perfect smiles and get the kids new perfect outfits for a family photo, right?  Well, not in our case.  We try to do a professional family photo shoot every few years (for holiday cards, or to frame in the house, or to simply capture some moments of all of us together, without seeing me with a triple chin since most of our shots are family selfies taken by…

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Raising Boys: “But I expected to have girls”: Becoming a M.O.B. for the second time

Raising Boys: “But I expected to have girls”: Becoming a M.O.B. for the second time

Raising Boys.  It’s not what I expected, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I remember a few days after getting home from the hospital when my second son was born, my brother- and sister-in-law came to visit and meet their new nephew.  My husband greeted them downstairs with our 2-year-old while I was upstairs nursing the infant.  “They’re here!” he yelled up to me.  “I’m nursing the baby,” I called back.  It was true.  But I was also…

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