Danielle Venticinque

Over the past few weeks, I’ve seen nearly a jillion social media posts featuring mom friends and their families practicing holiday traditions. In the mix were time lapse tree trimmings, kids stirring cookie batter...

The other night after our bedtime thanksgiving my oldest son asked, “Mom, do you love me?” My response was exactly as he expected and had heard a million times before, “of course!” He went...

“Momma is going to run a marathon.” Vaughn looked at me, his nose wrinkled, “What’s that?” “It’s a really, long, long run.” How can I expect him, a four-year old, to wrap his mind around this...

This is us; or rather, anyone born in the 20th century. We’re all descendants of thrower-outers. It wasn’t until several years into my grade school youth that the concept of the 3 “R”s, reduce,...

I didn’t realize it at the time, but once we started our family and had to be more mindful of our spending, I began my practice of gratitude. When I was thankful for what...

Every now and then I catch myself looking at my boys. Bewildered, I wonder when did they get so big? It’s cliché, but it seems like in a blink of an eye, I no...

Dear Santa - all I want for Christmas is a clean house! With the holidays right around the corner, we are bracing ourselves for the barrage of toys that will descend on our home. I’m...