Author Archives: Kristina Slaney

I was standing in the grocery store looking for an egg-dying kit, but all they had left were the fancy ones: tie-dye, glitter, foam, crackle...everything but the traditional dye kits. And then I had a...

We all enter parenthood with a vision of the mother we want to be. It might shift a bit over the years, but for many of us that ideal stays pretty static. And since nobody is perfect, it's safe to say...

I didn't grow up in a Christian tradition that placed a lot of emphasis on Lent. And now, as an adult, my church doesn't emphasize the Lenten season, either. Every year I realize Lent is upon us when ...

This is the time of year that life gets busy. Extracurriculars and youth sports leave us little time for family meals. Some days it feels impossible to feed your family at all, let alone feed them wel...

First, let me say that unscheduled stretches of time for kids are great. Not all free time should be filled. But sometimes during longer stretches of breaks from school I'll declare a week in our hous...

When my first baby was born, it wasn't financially feasible for me to stay home. Which was fine with me, because I didn't have much of a desire to stay home anyway. Sure, putting myself together and t...

It's time. After two years of unprecedented challenges and sacrifices, restrictions are lifting and it's time to help our city rise again. Spring break is coming up, and if you don't have big travel p...

It was the second day of wrestling practice. My son came home and looked wrecked. He was tired, sluggish, and cranky. He talked about quitting. We discussed the situation off and on over the next few ...

One the most difficult parts of parenting is letting our kids struggle, feel disappointment, and experience discomfort. But one of the most rewarding parts of parenting is watching our kids rebound, g...

My daughter was in an inquisitive mood. She was asking questions about her birth, her life as a baby, and things she did as a toddler. Seemingly satisfied with the insight, she walked out of the livin...