Daylight savings time came and brought with it a bunch of SAD - seasonal affective disorder.

I’m a father to three children under 5 years old, happily married for almost a decade, and working a white-collar job in Central Pennsylvania while my husband stays home with the kids.

I can only remember my mother crying twice, and they are vivid memories. They were moments when she let her guard down, when her emotions were too great to contain, and when her heart was broken.  

I see you, trying your best to make them laugh, to be there for them, to know where your place is with any and all parts of parenting.  

SMALLTOWN, Pa. – Despite a distinct lack of experience or physical fitness, This Mom successfully played back-to-back parents vs. kids’ soccer games last Monday night and did not sustain any permanent injuries. 

My sweet little 3 ½ year old isn’t choosing me anymore. 

Disrespectful behavior often comes down to children having poor problem-solving skills and a lack of knowledge about how to express themselves as they mature.

Today, I can wake up and go to sleep knowing there is a community I can rely on. I can handle whatever is thrown my way because I can think clearly about solutions, not how to escape.

Never stop learning. Even if it means re-learning first or fourth grade.