This is the Song That Never Ends: Kids Aren’t the Only Ones Hitting Repeat

It turns out kids aren’t the only ones that play favorites. Before you roll your eyes at Paw Patrol or Moana, you need to check your playlist. We all do it. And you know what, it’s totally normal. And may even be psychologically beneficial. Now you can listen to all the Adele and watch all the reruns of Seinfeld you want and I’m thinking out loud and telling you why on Parent.co. What’s your favorite

7 Ways to Dive Into Those April Showers

Spring is here! Everybody jump up and down and clap real loud and shed the layers…and then stay inside, because it’s April and it’s raining. Not a chance in our house. We would live outside if it were socially acceptable and we didn’t have a mortgage (might as well get your money’s worth, right?). In an effort to embrace the mud and wet and mess that will precede May flowers, here are 7 ways you

To All the New Moms Who Think They Need to Lose Weight

Pink is my new superhero. She is a body-positive powerhouse and she needs to be every new mom’s role model. That’s what I’m talking about on Her View From Home today. Thinking out loud today. Who’s your favorite down-to-earth celebrity? Save Save

A Country Music Love Affair

The saying, “that’s music to my ears,” usually speaks of something good. “Here, honey, I’ll take that screaming kid off your hand.” –Music to my ears. “Here’s a free cinnamon roll with your coffee.” –Music to my ears. “Here’s your tax refund.” –MUSIC TO MY EARS. But doesn’t it also imply the music is something you’d choose? You wouldn’t skip past it on Pandora. You might even make a Spotify playlist. Country music is NOT

On Praying for Yourself (Sunday Thoughts Link Up #16)

1 CHRONICLES 4:10 10 Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted his request.   When naptime is declared irrelevant by people who don’t come up to my waist, I pray for sleep. When it’s pouring down rain and I’ve got Charlie with me

On Stalking the Caring Bunny this Easter and Other Acts of Sensory-Friendly Desperation

We’ve never visited Santa without tears. We’ve never shaken hands with a character at a theme park. We’ve never waved at Batman when he came to the children’s hospital to greet the kids. They all come on too strong—like Ralphie’s creepy Santa and his pushy elf from A Christmas Story. That’s not the kind of mojo my kid needs. Because my kid has special needs and he’s not digging the loud, Broadway version of his