I had one of the childhood flashbacks this Thanksgiving.  My daughter and I traveled from the Midwest to my sister’s house on the West Coast.  For the day of the Feast … her 3 children and her husband’s 2 children all young adults were all in attendance.  My nephew is in the Navy and brought along 2 military friends that were spending the holidays without family in the area. 

I have been divorced for nearly 9 years and my Ex’s family is still my family.  When we divorced my daughter was 4 years old and I emphasized that just because the relationship between her father and I changed; family is still family.  I have made it a priority over the years to ensure that his family is still part of her life.  We live in the Chicagoland area and his family all lives in Southern California and I have a sister that lives there as well.  So when we make trips to California it is to visit my sister; we also spend time with the entire family.  My ex is

Building promise through pain in summer's sun and rainy days. There was this song in church we would sing with a line that said, Lord I want to be more like you, I want to be a vessel that you can use, Lord I want to be more like you. I remember the Pastor saying don't be so quick to say that . Think about it, do you really want that responsibility, to be that "vessel" that he can use....do you really want that? and somewhere else I heard, have no more missed opportunities !

Well, this has been a summer. I decided in April to move back to where I was born and raised, St. Croix, USVI. This decision was made with a lot of thought and consideration. I wanted to make sure that the quality of living for my son and I wouldn't be compromised (I mean, its an island, so there is only so much one can do) and since most of my family, including my parents, live there it was kind of a win win decision. One of the hardest things about this move was separating my son from his dad.

At times this summer I was not sure I was playing with a full deck. I don't want to push the poker analogy, but Bob and I were a lowly pair of deuces alongside three Aces in a very full house. Robert (age 24) was living at home to save for an eventual rental in the city; Julia (21) moved back from her snow bound New Hampshire college and her best friend Sarah moved in with us so she could intern at Working Mother.

If you need your parents to pick up the kids from day camp but worry they might not be safe riding in the car, think again. According to a new study by the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia, kids are safer riding in cars when their grandparents – not their parents – are driving.

A cute little safety sticker called Parking Pal was all it took for Denise Whitney to go from being a mom of three to a successful mompreneur.

To live fully is to love fully and it is the love and affection we withhold on this earth that we regret which is why, this Father's Day, I pay tribute to those men who lead our families, attend endless youth football practices and soccer games, who fix our leaky faucets and make sure our families are safe.

As a super busy mom of four, actress Brooke Burke certainly doesn't get a lot of alone time. But she still manages to squeeze in romantic moments with her fiancé, actor David Charvet.

“Maybe on Sunday night, we’ll go out to dinner at a favorite Malibu restaurant,” she said. “Or at home, we get the candles, the music — the whole deal — and we close the bedroom door.”