Month: September 2000

  • bearded Hershberger men

    All three of our sons showed up at our house for Labor Day with full beards. I don’t think my husband will ever quite recover. Through the years he has adamantly declined to grow a beard: Too itchy, too much bother to keep it neat, and he has no intention of looking like his Amish…

  • The bearded ones

    All three of our sons showed up at our house for Labor Day with full beards. I don’t think my husband will ever quite recover. Through the years he has adamantly declined to grow a beard: Too itchy, too much bother to keep it neat, and he has no intention of looking like his Amish…

  • return address labels

    I must have made a donation to some non-profit organization. That’s the only explanation I had when I received a package of return address labels with a set of matching blank cards featuring fuzzy, gentle pictures of children and a charming still life of blue willow dishes. A few days later I received another plea…

  • Fast food confusion

    We ended our Labor Day family gathering with a caravan to Little Rock where we went our separate ways. One caught a plane, another shared a ride back to college and a third drove back north to his apartment. We started later than we had planned. Traveling with a couple of toddlers insured we stopped…

  • Playtime in the kitchen

    When the kids outnumber the parents, the only way to survive is to surrender. So the kid likes to play with the water. Is that a problem? Not for me. I put him in our deep kitchen sink, turn on the faucet to a slow speed and let the child play with it. Water is…