Meg Sacks
Almost 20 Years of Marriage and Bath Towels
Laundry is always all over our room. The laundry room is on the second floor, next to our bedroom. My husband had nicely folded all the bath towels, and when I grabbed one off...
How Much Time Do I Have?
I still find nothing so sweet as the bond between boys and their mamas. But I'm realizing, as my oldest son finishes elementary school this spring, I may be running out of time with...
Presents You Should Never Buy for Children
Since I've pretty much established what a Grinch I am about Christmas, let me go one step further and also provide you with a list of presents you should not gift your children, and...
I’m Skipping Christmas This Year
Okay, I don't mean skipping Christmas literally. We aren't totally ignoring Christmas. Kinda hard miss it to when Christmas carols start November 1, and your Halloween candy is still melting in your mouth while Target...
Why Our Family Loves Storyline Online
If you can get through the traffic on the ride home, homework tantrums, screaming, dinner mess, making lunches, cleaning out backpacks, bath and teeth brushing, and finally get to snuggle time, that’s the reward...
Dear Mama: I Promise It Will Be Okay
A few weeks ago, I found myself back at a playground in our old neighborhood. My oldest son had a basketball game in the area, and I let my twins play on the playground...
On The Road: Jax to Miami Beach
Miami Beach is straight south down I-95 and one left turn. While a great weekend getaway for couples due to fancy restaurants and kid-free swimming pools at some hotels, it also can work with...
Dropping Her Off and Letting Her Go
My oldest is going away for five weeks this summer. On her own. In a city. In a BIG city. Without us. Sure she'll be supervised and in groups and has to check in...
‘Mom, Can I Play On Your Phone?’
The worst question in the world.
"Mom, can I play on your phone?"
It starts innocuously enough. You say yes while waiting at the doctor's office forever. While sitting at a sibling's soccer game. While waiting...
Right Here Is Where I Need to Be
"When are you coming home, Mama?" asks my little boy. "Will you be home to read to me?"
I am headed out the door for a girls' night out, much needed, but his face is...
My Daughter Didn’t Go to TSwift, and OMG, She’s Fine
"Alright, here I go," said my 14-year-old with an eye roll as she got out of the car at morning drop off the Monday after Taylor Swift's Tampa concerts and corresponding build-up mania at...
Watching From the Wings As She Follows Her Dreams
My teenager fell asleep in the car on the way home from Tampa, her head at an awkward angle against the seatbelt, her mouth slightly open. At a red light, I reached back for...