I was at the end of long day of sibling fighting. Injustices hurled one from the other. A car ride turned tense. The threat of a harmful blow with a pocket swiss army knife. A yoga mat to the head purposefully. Constant negotiation. “Use your words” went out the window around 10 a.m. only to be replaced with “don’t hit your sister again!”
My date spends much of the movie sitting perched in the open passenger window of our car, doing her best to take in every bit of action around us and hoping to be noticed herself.
By Jennifer Savage. As the woman with red talons prepared all the necessary paperwork and supplies, Lucille practically twitched with excitement.
By Courtney Conover. This is the story of an anti-girly girl who once mockingly stuck her finger down her throat at the sight of virtually anything pink.
By Jennifer Furber. For so long I wished not that my oldest daughter Betty, age 9, would raise her voice and speak up.
By Dr. Kelly Flanagan. Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
By Jennifer C. Last summer my daughter was diagnosed with type1 diabetes.
Mamalode is for SALE, it still seems strange to say those words. It’s a crazy thing to build, love, nurture and grow a business and then realize it’s time to …
Tonight not only did she know I loved her, but she knew every single reason why.
A hopeful Mother sees the strength of girls through the eyes of her young son. The future, it turns out, will be full of strong and capable women.
