Linda Hill is a native of…well, nowhere really. She grew up as an Air Force brat and currently claims Littleton, CO as her home of 8 years (the longest she’s lived any one place in her life so far!) She is the mother of 5 children, two sons and a daughter who have already “flown the coop” and 2 daughters in high School. She is a graduate of Brigham Young University in Family Science and put her degree to use as she raised her large family and operated several home-based businesses while serving in many volunteer positions in her church, community and the schools. She has been married to Kent Hill for 25 years and they look forward to at least another 125! Currently she is an instructor to teens for a daily early morning religion class. She is passionate about her family, storytelling, politics and when she gets the time – locking herself in her sewing room with a chick flick and getting her “creative” on!
Traveling with children can be the BEST of times or the WORST of times. Travel has always been a passion of mine. We've travelled with our 5 children all over the staes and even overseas, so I've gained a few insights from those experiences.
Today marks 15 years since the passing of my dear mother-in-law, Donna Hill. She was an amazing woman – maybe not by the world's standards, but certainly by mine...
Common Core is a hotly debated issue: Are you wondering why?
- Do you consider yourself an involved parent?
- Do you try to pay attention to curriculum being taught in your children's school?
- If so, maybe you felt like I did when you saw this video that went viral this week.
When my son was about 11, he hit a stage that particularly drove me crazy! He seemed to be caught in a rut of some kind. He was incredibly discontent with life in general. It could be anything that set him off... what day it was, what was happening at school, the fact that life was simply "unfair," and pretty much ANYTHING I asked him to do around the house. I was racking my brain to figure out how to get him out of this rut of discontent. As I sought answers, the thought of service kept coming to my mind. I have always believed that service is the cure for so much of what ails us in life. It is a way to forget ourselves and our own problem by turning our thoughts to others. If anyone needed that it was my son!
Helping our children navigate the world of "friendship" is always a tricky thing. There's more than one "friend" that my children have introduced me to that have sent up every red flag you can imagine. There's that kid who's always whispering in your child's ear, but won't look you in the eye. There's another that is ALWAYS the accomplice to major mishaps that your child never seems to dream up on his own or with other friends. With girls, in particular, there are those "friends" who are their best buddies one day, and causing major emotional breakdowns the next day, but to whom your daughter seems deperately in want of their attention and acceptance. My guess is that, as you read this, you can name a few of those kids who've graced your home and your children's lives somewhere along the line. Maybe you can remember a few of your own friends from childhood that match those descriptions.
I need to make a confession - I'm addicted to garage and estate sales! I go every weekend I can swing it! I love sifting through a packed estate sale. Following those neon "garage sale" signs is almost an addiction (curse those people who forget to take them down after it's over and send me on a wild goose chase!) I've learned how to turn this little hobby into extra cash by "selling memories." I use the internet to sell such memories and it never ceases to amaze me just how much people will pay for nostalgia. But, on the other hand, I guess I do understand it, because I've been known to stumble upon items that remind me of my own childhood and when I do, there's never a question of "do I really need this?" It is more like I'm already packing the item in my trunk before I can logically figure out WHY I even purchased it.
Back to School! At this time of year, that phrase is plastered all over the stores we visit, beckoning us to purchase new clothes, shiny new school supplies, expensive calculators, backpacks and lunchboxes for the kids. It is a time of year that's met with mixed emotions: excitement to see old friends, anticipation of what this year will bring, sadness that summer is gone, disbelief that your "baby" is already in _______ (fill in the blank... Kindergarten, Middle School, High School, and even College!!) We tend to mark our kids' lives with those big milestones each fall, yet they always seem to hit us like we had NO idea they were coming.
I was walking around my backyard today, and noticed that my beautiful daisies were done blooming. In fact, most had already wilted and were dying. Then I noticed just a few "late bloomers." It was as if they were saying, "Wait! Don't ignore me... I'm just getting started! Aren't I beautiful?!" I was taken aback by how much those "late bloomers" stood out from all the masses of dying daisies that had already hit their prime.
The other day, I saw a link to the latest Miley Cyrus video and out of curiosity, I clicked on it. If you haven’t seen it yet….DON’T! I’m not sure there’s enough soap in the world to scrub my brain of those images. It was an experience that reminded me of one of my better parenting decisions. When my kids were very young, I decided that I was NOT going to immerse my kids in pop culture. I made it a point to NEVER put someone else’s name or image on my kids shirts, blinking shoes, backpacks, and lunch boxes. I also didn’t take them to sold-out concerts after waiting in line for hours to get the limited (and very expensive) tickets. I distinctly remember the phases of Brittney Spears, Aaron Carter, N’Sync, Lindsay Lohan…and more recently; One Direction, the “Bieb,” Taylor Swift and so many others who have made it big. They have been marketed in a big way to our children with their names and faces on pencils and school supplies to an entire lines of clothing. Did you know Justin Bieber even has his own women’s fragrance?!? Is it any wonder that in a 2009 survey of British children, it was found that the top three career aspirations for five-11 –year-olds were sports star, pop star, and actor….compared with teacher, banker and doctor only 25 years ago.
I love getting packages in the mail! I’m amazed at how many boxes have instructions written on them: “This End Up,” “Fragile-Handle with Care, “ “Do not place near open flame,” “Hazardous materials, “ etc. I’ve thought to myself on more than one occasion that boxes seem to come with more instructions than humans do! These little infants come to us with no packaging and with NO instructions…how crazy is that?!