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My boys have just recently started to pay more attention to the commercials on their favorite television shows. Even though they don't watch much TV, it amazes me how quickly they will decide they want or don't want something based on how much an advertisement appeals to them.

Saw this posted on Facebook  How funny is this?

One thing I realized in my daze of waking up at 3:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning to take care of our oldest as he coughed up enough phlegm to fill one of those tall water towers we see while driving around Hampton Roads, is that a family is only as strong as its sickest member.

Full disclosure: I didn't watch Tiger Wood's press conference live and have only seen the "highlights." But I've also read numerous articles about the conference, and about half of them seem to think Tiger was sincere and human and the rest still think Tiger is an emotionless, robotic mess.

My older son got sent to the principal's office yesterday. This was the first time in his school career, which is somewhat surprising given his problems with focus and fidgeting.

What I'm wondering is if I was too much of a cream puff when I heard the news. Or did I give Tommy the compassion he needed? 

I recently wrote about a friend, with four children under the age of 8, who is struggling with her mother's health issues. She worried that endless calls and doctor visits with her mother were taking a toll on her children.

After being honored as the Heroes at Home Military Spouse of the Year - a very humbling experience by the way, there are so many spouses going out of their way to volunteer in the community and reach out to other military families that I don't deserve to be singled out - I have had some amazing opportunities (like getting to write on this site!) and have met some incredible peopl

Recently, our oldest child had a meltdown in his kindergarten class. He didn't listen, disrupted class and even wrote on another kid's face with a magic marker. He claims the marker assault was an accident, but if he was having a tough day I can see him acting out.

My oldest son, Tommy, has always liked books, but he has tended strongly to the nonfiction section. Animals, dinosaurs, weather, planets, composers, presidents... my 9-year-old gone through all those phases. And that's great, of course.

Repeat those words: Diets Take Time. Diets Take Time. Diets Take Time.

I must go slow and steady and I must stay on this new healthy eating plan. I must.

And I must remember, it's not a "diet." This is my new life. My new healthy life.