When I think about the Fourth of July, of course I think about BBQs, swimming pools, and hanging out with friends and family. But I also think about my freedoms and how blessed I am to have been born...
Holidays with children are always fun! Being a preschool teacher, I get to do lots of projects for all the different holidays throughout the year, but Fourth of July is one of my favorites. I love the colors red,...
No card or movie or Lifetime special can truly capture what our fathers mean to us. Rather than focus on my own experiences, I wanted to write about what the other mothers found important too. What follows is a...
In Honor of Father’s Day, this is a letter for all the husbands and dads out there who may not always get the “thank you” that they deserve… Just know that while we often forget, we moms have a...
There is no better way to say "I love you" than a handmade card. This Father's Day surprise your man with an adorable handmade card from the kids! Here are 3 easy and fun examples!
"I love you to the...
The Grill Man – for the dad who loves to grill.
You can make him an apron, cutting board, or plate with the kid’s hand prints on it and write “Grill King” Or Personalize one of these grilling accessories.
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San Francisco Moms Blog recently hosted its first event at Recess...
Picture a day all to yourself. Your spouse set up a spa day – quiet, calm, serene and no kiddos. Or maybe even breakfast in bed, a family picnic/park day. Whatever idyllic Mother's Day setting you desire, it normally involves...
Holidays definitely sneak up on all of us, but Mother’s Day is definitely not one of those that you want to miss! We moms have a hard job. Between making sure laundry is done, dinner is made, schedules are...
Hey you, yes you: the bleary-eyed, caffeinated mom over there,
with a fussy baby and a toddler screaming like a bear.
And you: the mother cloaked in angst, from your angry teen,
Whose eye rolls make you constantly plead, “Why are...