Author Archives: Ann Kirsten

I love my spring and early summer garden. Everything looks so fresh and new. I revel in the light green colors of the tender new shoots and the expectation of things to come. Then, early summer brough...

Love them or hate them, bugs are a part of life. I was sitting on the grass the other night, and this happened: Spider bites? Mosquito? Some other rude bug? I'll never know, but it seems the older I g...

Pincushions are often overlooked. Most households have at least one, but they're relegated to a drawer or hidden away in a sewing room. They are functional, and that's all we need to know. Or, is it? ...

A lot of learning happens in the summer, and it can happen without any planning on your part. I see moms today filling their kids' summers with back-to-back activities, lessons, and camps, and I feel ...

The warm weather is here and it is time for those feet to come out and enjoy the sunshine! As busy moms, our feet are often neglected, especially during the cold months when we know we'll be wearing s...

You know those moments when you're reading your Bible and a voice says, "Read that part again and this time, really take it in."? Well, this happened to me a few nights ago. I was reading a passage in...

For years I have made chocolate chip cookies using the classic Nestle recipe. I have to say that the raw dough is yummy, and now that I'm an adult, I can eat it before it's baked without anyone yellin...

There is nothing better than an obscure holiday! There are no expectations, no gifts, just pure, crazy fun. And, summer is the perfect time for a little kookiness. Check out these July "holidays": Jul...

PARENT: "How was school?" CHILD: "Fine." PARENT: "What did you do today?" CHILD: "Nothing." Does this sound familiar? There are times when talking to your child feels like pulling teeth. Part of the p...

My sister and I went out to lunch with my daughter and granddaughter the other day. As the meal progressed, we realized that our roles had flipped, and suddenly my sister and I were the children, and ...