There is a modern, cultural pressure that we do everything, even that we do everything well. It has taken most of my adult life to...

There were so many years where our home lives and learning looked more concrete—seeing, listening, doing. I worried: Am I doing enough, will they have...

This space has been so quiet lately, allowing some much needed room to sort out bits of my heart and home. Time feels so tenuous,...

I have been feeling nervous––anxious even––about Liam transitioning into high school years of homeschooling. I have a loud inner-critic and a long memory for naysayers,...

Our four children are five and a half years apart, meaning when we began our first formal year of homeschooling, I had a kindergartener, two preschoolers,...

Several times in recent months, I have been quieted by the thought that Mark and I can choose how we educate our children, not simply...

I have a personal drive and eagerness to try and do everything, and of course also to do it perfectly (some of which I wrote...

Dear mother, I’ve been thinking lately about the looming school year and also about this oppressive heat, how every living thing seems to wither under...

One of the greatest gifts in my thirteen years of motherhood has been friendship, having other women in my life to hash out the hard questions...

When children are very young, they have natural curiosities about the world and explore them, trying diligently to figure out what is real. As they...