October is, and always will be, my favorite month of the year. The leaves turning every shade of autumn and falling in...
Have squirrel, will travel
Those who know me well, know that I love to travel. Anywhere. Everywhere. I love exploring small towns in Arkansas,...
Sweet, sweet summertime
With the sun shining brightly, the cool waters of swimming holes refreshingly flushed, and vines and bushes teeming...
Pops is the tops
Every year, about the time that Mother’s Day and Father’s Day rolls around, I interview about a dozen kids and ask...
All about mom
I am always so curious as to what most children think of their mother; what she does all day, things she says and...
Southern is as Southern speaks
To be Southern or not to be Southern… That is the question. On a recent trip to Baltimore, Maryland, I encountered a...
Never take candy from strangers
Easter is a time for replenishment and renewal, new beginnings and gratefulness. Stores are lined with flowers,...
A good sport
As my son gets older, his interest in the games he used to love has waned — hide and seek, tickle monster, and...
New year, new me
Oh, how often I have said those words to myself. I love to make New Year’s resolutions because it gives me the...
A Good Trade
Every Christmas, I encourage my son to pick a charity that offers children an opportunity to give back, and to see...
That's what brothers do
As soon as my son was old enough to talk he started asking for a dog. He would beg and plead, and even try to make...
Curse of the ginger gene
If you’ve never visited the Northeast, I strongly suggest you do. The scenery, the cuisine, the architecture… I adore...










