Conversations With My Daughter

Several years ago, I would write posts about conversations I had with my daughter, Ellie, when she was younger. Some of them are hilarious, like when she thought I was actually having breakfast with Michael Buble and when she told me women could be anything they wanted, just not priests. I’ve provided some links to…

Conversations with My Daughter: A Special Place

This weekend, I had the delightful opportunity to go home and spend the weekend with my parents and my daughter. My son and husband were entertaining friends from North Carolina—a boys weekend—full of baseball, baseball cards, laser tag, and lots of good eats. It is always a pleasure to go home. In fact, I relish…

A Conversation With My Daughter (I Just Love These)

(To set this scene, you have to understand the following: (1) My daughter’s room can tend to be sloppy; (2) She loves to analyze me; and (3) I am a hypocrite.) *** “Elle—your room! It’s a disaster! Come here and clean it immediately!” I’m shouting to her from the top of the stairs. She makes…