January 4, 2022 10:07 amPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
While husbands and wives should be each other’s best friends, we all need other people in our lives as well. But what do you do when you feel like your spouse’s closest friendship with another person isn’t enriching your marriage or when it’s driving a wedge between the two of you? Are your spouse’s friends...
January 4, 2022 10:05 amPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
Decades can be summarized by the trends of the times. Parachute pants and big hair conjure up the ’80s. Fanny packs and Beanie Babies rewind us to the ’90s. But there are some current cultural trends that need to end. Our society is driven by popular culture, so trends and fads not only define decades...
January 4, 2022 9:57 amPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
I’ll never forget a playdate my daughter had at a friend’s house when she was in the first grade. At the end of the playdate, as we were saying goodbye, the other little girl was holding a container filled with plastic beads. Her mom suggested she share some with my daughter. “No!” the little girl...
January 4, 2022 9:54 amPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
I met my wife in college. We had been dating a few weeks when she told me her car was making noises that didn’t sound right. With my very limited understanding of car stuff, I popped the hood and checked the dipstick. She had zero oil in her car and hadn’t gotten an oil change...
December 1, 2021 1:18 pmPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
I’m learning that a lot of parenting is a balancing act. Don’t be too strict or too lenient. Don’t hover, but still have enough boundaries. There’s a sweet spot in almost every part of what we do as moms. One area we can easily forget to temper is how much we focus on our kids....
December 1, 2021 1:16 pmPublished by Family FirstLeave your thoughts
My younger son was having a particularly emotional night. There were lots of tears and he had his head buried in his pillow. I grabbed his stuffed frog, lowered my voice (because, you know, frogs have deep voices), and started talking to him as “Mr. Ribbit.” He immediately looked up, tried to stifle his smile,...
