Dear Books, I remember the first time I met you. I sat on the couch snuggled up to my mom, she held you in her hands and began to read softly, turning the pages quietly. I listened to the words, a description of a stuffed velveteen rabbit who was dearly loved by a...

By Jen Lindbeck ‘Tis the season to be thankful. Let’s be honest, sometimes it is hard to see the good when you are buried in bills, laundry, and the day to day challenges of parenting. Thankfulness amid difficulty can look something like: I am thankful for coffee. I...