Dear Family, Last weekend Ernie treated me to a wedding anniversary trip to Minneapolis. It was a perfect weekend.RELATED CONTENT
Dear Family, I have made an amazing discovery that I dare anyone to prove wrong: Happy children learn more easily than unhappy ones.RELATED CONTENT
Am I a cheapskate? I bought my daughter’s birthday present at the resale shop.
I stopped worrying about how I was going to finish my day’s “to do” list and looked at my sons. They were shouting, running, laughing and leaping for the blasted fun of it.
Several years ago, our family was subjected to a holiday scare for which we were unprepared. I cannot stress enough the importance of putting your children’s candy under the supervision of someone who is competent and cautious ... not necessarily a parent.
Dear Family, “Is the Boundary Waters as fun as sugar?” asked Annie.RELATED CONTENT
Our small group stopped on the road and looked at the broken glass spread in four directions.RELATED CONTENT
Dear Family, Do you barely have time to read the Budgeteer because you are hustling your kids to art camp, soccer games, gymnastics and sleepovers all in the name of making them well-rounded, confident, competent people?RELATED CONTENT
Dear Family, Last week 9-year-old Will and 7-year-old Danny decided to camp out in our yard. Their dad and older brother were camping in the Quetico, and it was up to me to provide risk-taking opportunities.RELATED CONTENT
It was very lovely, but after two days we missed our children, and we missed our Duluth. When the drive home brought us over the rim of Thompson Hill to view the bowl of Duluth and the finger of Lake Superior, Ernie and I both breathed deeply.RELATED CONTENT
Dear Family, What would you rather do — carry a stack of two-by-fours up a 16-mile hill or pay a budget-bending property tax bill?RELATED CONTENT
Dear Family, I’m chagrined over the travel section of the Sunday newspaper.RELATED CONTENT