Deep South Moms Archive

I didn’t miss the end of the movie because that is not what I do. Instead I missed the 20 minutes prior to the conclusion and catch the last ten minutes and resist the urge to say “Wait, what?! Back it up, because I suddenly have no idea what is going...

I always look forward to my husband’s holiday party with a combination of excitement and dread. It’s an odd mixture of emotions. I get excited to go shopping and pick out something I normally wouldn’t wear, but dread the potential price tag for something...

I have to confess I’ve always had hard time giving money to charities. Or, more accurately, deciding who in the world to give to. This time of year we are all barraged with phone calls, letters, and pleas for help. Most, from worthy causes and all of...

I had become quite laid back when it came to illness. I knew kids got sick and tried not to rush to the pediatrician every time they sneezed, coughed, or had a little fever. I didn’t even always give fever reducing medicine with every feverish episode...