You would think Indiana Jones himself was responsible for placing the sacred bowl in our cupboard.
It’s easy to imagine what he went through in his quest for our treasure. Mostly likely he dodged snakes launched from the mouths of ancient gods, carved in the stone of underground burial chambers in 1930s Prague. With Nazis and [...]

Antonia, my oldest, was a born nervous wreck. If I didn’t know better, I’d have said that she’d been sharing womb space with Marilyn Manson for nine months. Traumatized is the only word I can use to describe her little facial expressions and her glass-shattering vocal pitch for the first year of her life. I [...]

Dearest Rockies,
This letter is actually on behalf of my husband, Jamie. He has been a devout follower since your amazing winning streak (I believe the correct term for him is “fair-weather fan.”) Regardless, he is committed to your cause and can be seen wandering around with bloodshot eyes after particularly late nights out on [...]

My son Declan loves the movie Cars. Loves, loves, loves. And ever since we broached the subject of Halloween, he was determined to be Lightning McQueen on the spookiest night of the year.
But here’s thing, while I have nothing against Lightning McQueen as a person, err, talking car… I really hate pre-made costumes. Particularly cheap, [...]

Even though I’m not yet ready to think about it, I know the holidays are coming.
I can ignore them for a few more weeks, assuming I stay out of department stores and home improvement stores, but it won’t be long before they’ll be inescapable.
I love the holidays insofar as celebrating them among the four (soon [...]

The following is a true account of the email stream that occured after I asked our Mile High Mama bloggers to volunteer for an assignment. Reader beware: this is a disturbing confirmation of what occurs when “Mama” leaves the children alone.
Amber: Who has Rockies fever? Is anyone in your family totally gung-ho? What [...]

My daughter has recently graduated from the local summer soccer league to this new, year-round, traveling-across-the-state, you’re-in-the-big-leagues-now soccer team. She loves everything about being on this team, from the standard issue sweatshirt with her name embroidered on it, to the more strenuous training that involves a coach telling her she needs to “carb load” before [...]