Caroline Rose Sanders 6 Minute Read One of my earliest memories of my mother is an image of her doing many things at once. She would rock my baby sister to sleep while giving me instructions (in song) on folding socks. I realize now that she was soothing, singing, rocking, supervising, entertaining and teaching all in that one moment, and I can still hear…
Jeannie Pederson 3 Minute Read Our home wasn’t fancy, and there were ten of us. My mom loves decorating, but despite her best efforts, there was always a pair of barn boots somewhere they shouldn’t be. My dad is incredibly organized, but he has a back condition that requires him to lie flat at intervals several times a day. It…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read Pooh Bear and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. At the mere mention of his name, my heart launches into song… Winnie the Pooh (Pooh!) . . . Winnie the Pooh (Pooh!) . . . Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff… (Yours too?) We were first introduced through Disney…
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