I never met Aliahna Lemmon. But I see her face in every child in the city. Every child we have in this little big town trusts us to keep them protected from evil.
My poor son Max. He drew the unlucky stick in the birthday game. His birthday is Christmas Eve, which means he gets tons of presents in a 48-hour period and then nothing the rest of the year.
It almost happened this past weekend. Emma almost lost her innocence. About Santa, that is.
We've had our dog Molly for about 8 months now, and you'd think we'd have her pretty well trained. You'd be wrong.
My daughter Emma is what's known in polite circles as a picky eater. Her main food groups are spaghetti with marinara sauce, cheese pizza and cereal.
One of my favorite things to do with the kids is read to them before they go to sleep.
Life with children means learning to live with uncertainty.
Max is at the stage in life where he wants to do everything himself, and it's so darn hard to let him.
Conversations with my son Max have taken a turn for the confusing. He's at the stage in his development where his brain goes faster than his mouth.
My children are artistic geniuses. The girl child can create fantastic, architecturally precise homes out of toilet paper rolls.