Have you heard the theory you need at least 10,000 hours of practice to become really good at something? Well I’ve made 10,000 meals for my family, and I’ve learned a thing or two.
What do your hands say about you? I have my mother’s hands–overworked, baggy knuckled, a bit bony, sinewy hands. They are cracked, but not dry and they are skinny but not delicate. These hands are tools, not accessories.
It often seems easier to be the one calling the shots and being in charge of our lives. But what happens when we move over and let God be the driver?
Nobody likes homework. But what if you could do one simple thing to transform homework from busywork into a powerful learning experience?
As you walk into that shiny classroom to meet your child’s teacher for the first time, here are a couple of important questions that can start that very important relationship off on the right foot.
Research shows that establishing a personal relationship with your child’s teacher is the single most important thing you can do to help your child do well in school. But how does a mom establish such a relationship?
In the spirit of encouraging growth and freedom, I’ve made a list of things I will not fix for my kids this summer…
Who does the laundry? And makes the dinner? And still has the energy to bathe the kids? Amanda Hamilton Roos explores how you can share the load of housework with your family and why you should.
I liked the idea of wrestling with a yoga pose. I liked not doing a half-way job for 60 seconds and then moving on.. I wanted, desperately, to peel back the pose to its core. Lately I’ve been wondering: what if this philosophy could be applied to motherhood?
It’s never too early to start teaching my kids that the generations in our family are linked, even if it’s mostly through choppy video calls. Here are four ways that I do it.
To celebrate the longest night of the year—the day when the solar year bottoms out and starts to climb back up again—we go outside and light a fire. We stand around it, stamp our feet a little to chase away the cold, and something magical happens.
Instead of telling our boys to toughen up, we can show them how to be mentally tough and still emotionally tender. I want to teach my son to battle sadness, hurt, disappointment, fear with strength, not denial. I want my son to be confident, not calloused.