Nurture Her Nature

Summer Break Has New Meaning

On the very first day of summer vacation, the Little Shit struck again.

We were at my parents’ house, and Brooke, Dad, and I were taking turns push-mowing the yard. (Dad has developed an old-man obsession with the yard. His riding mower needed a new part, and he simply couldn’t wait.) So, we were all covered in grass clippings, and Brooke’s feet were green, thanks to the flip-flops she was wearing. We were relaxing on the porch, just enjoying the afternoon, and suddenly summer was shattered.

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When the Lights Go Out

This past weekend we took our annual family vacation. Our destination was a cabin in Lake Cumberland State Park, Kentucky. Several people recommended Lake Cumberland to me and I can see why. It is a large, beautiful reservoir in the Kentucky hills that offers over 100 miles of breathtaking views and is a boating enthusiast’s dream. We aren’t boating enthusiasts but I do travel with two water enthusiasts. As soon as they saw the water they had but one thing on their mind. Swimming. (more…)

Unplug Yourself with a “Little House” Dinner

By Seisha Lock of Education.com

Imagine if you didn’t have a cell phone, a car, light bulbs, television, grocery stores, or the Internet. Life would be pretty different! Though it may be hard for you to imagine this, every year the town of Mansfield, Missouri, “unplugs” itself to go back to the late 1800s as the townspeople celebrate Laura Ingalls Wilder, author of the beloved Little House books. These historical books chronicle the life of a young girl living in pioneer times, when she and her family had to grow and catch their own food, entertain themselves with stories around the fire, and use a horse-drawn buggy to get into town. (more…)

The Impact of Childfree Families on Children’s Lives

Ali and I are both firm believers in “It takes a village.” We’re lucky in that we have supportive families and friends and, of course, each other. However, I’ll be the first to admit that I lost friends after becoming a mother. My priorities changed, and if the friend didn’t have children, she and I seemed to speak a different language. I was exhausted, and the very last thing I wanted to do at the end of the day was get ready to go out somewhere. Eventually, I turned down enough invitations that I just wasn’t invited anymore. In my mind, that was okay though. How could I talk to someone who didn’t have children, didn’t understand? Now I know that my justification was simply ridiculous.

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Just a Little Dance with Dirt

When you think of Mother’s Day, it’s usually a scene of light, airy colors, flowers, and tasty brunch. It’s not like that around here. About 20 years ago, my mom hung up her airy colors and exchanged them for bright red. If you know her, you might think I’m talking about the crimson red of Indiana University, the site of her college years and now retirement. That red, however, is too deep. This red is the bright bold red of the Ironman triathlon symbol, a goal of my mom’s to complete since her early 40s.   (more…)