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Today, where we see every form of fashion on our streets, the question of men and shorts still produces uncertainty among many. There is a reason for this that is embedded in our DNA, and to fully understand we need to explore a little history.

“What are the main table manners children should know?” A common question I am frequently asked. Yet I have a tough time narrowing my answer. I pick my top three, then a fourth pops into my mind. Then a fifth. We may not all attend black-tie events, but we do all eat. Your children will one day be placed in a situation where they need to skillfully know their way around a dining table.

As we approach Mother’s Day, I would like to take a special look at the precious women in our lives that hold the title of Mother-in-law. Do you remember the movie Monster-in-Law? It starred Jennifer Lopez and Jane Fonda in a romantic comedy centered around the tumultuous relationship between a bride and her future mother-in-law. If you have not seen it, you should. It will keep you laughing but, sadly, may hit closer to home than you would like to admit.

I recently asked a group of college students these questions showing them the same photos. I had them shout out adjectives for the pictures they were viewing. For the home I heard: beautiful; wealthy; cared for; loving family; a place I want to live. For the broken-down home they said: old; no curb appeal; I wouldn’t go near it; scary; unstable.

“Rules without reason equals rebellion.” -Cynthia Grosso, Charleston School of Protocol. This could be my motto! I have a stubborn streak that can serve me well, but when it gets me into trouble, I just blame it on my DNA. No matter the reason, I am not the best rule follower unless I know why a rule was created. 

Remove your hat! Don’t set it on the table! Never let someone see the lining! Women, keep your hat on! Women, take your hat off! Ahhh…..I’m so confused!!! The old rules of hat etiquette were so straight forward, and everyone knew what to do. A gentleman removing his hat inside a building was as second nature as brushing his teeth. In today’s changing society, there is much confusion about hat etiquette, for both men and women, so let’s solve this mystery by starting with the “why” of hat protocol.

Do you find your spouse often saying, “Are you listening to me?” Or maybe you feel your child is not being an active part of the dinner conversation. If this resonates with you, it might be time to brush up on the finer points of being a good listener, while teaching your family to do the same. Below are 11 tips to help you get back on track so you can start enjoying deeper and more meaningful communication with those you love.

“Good sense makes one slow to anger, and it is his glory to overlook an offense.” (Proverbs 19:11 ESV).

 

When I am tired and my mind does not seem to focus on a deep study of the Bible, I will flip to Proverbs to keep focused on God’s Word in a more simplistic way. Yet, every time I read this book, I walk away amazed at the power it brings and thankful for the renewal I feel. The verse I read today really resonated with me.

As a stay-at-home mom to 2 toddlers, a large part of my day is spent in the kitchen preparing food. Meal planning at the beginning of the week is essential to ensuring my family is well fed with home cooked nutrition (I give myself a break on the weekends)! If you get overwhelmed with meal planning like I used to, try these tips to sooth your soul:

As a wife and mother of two rambunctious toddlers, it is a challenge to get a home-cooked dinner on the table at a reasonable time. Pulling the children away from their toys, getting them seated at the table, cutting up their meal, blowing on food that is too hot, and calling my husband away from his work can be exhausting.

Sometimes you just need to re-post tips that were great to read. I find myself saying this quite often when it comes to The Gottman Institute. They are some of the leading relationship experts in our country, and the research they did on trustworthiness is very informative.

Meeting friends for dinner after work, grabbing coffee with your girlfriend or just ordering pizza on a Friday night with neighbors. We all have a deep desire to be connected in a world that often forgets the importance of relationships. Many of us have the desire to entertain, but we let our circumstances keep us from extending hospitality. Often it revolves around our lack of confidence in our ability to host events. I get this!

A perfect entertaining year for me would be hosting a different themed party each month! Will I do that? No. Will I dream about it? Yes! If I cannot have a party every 4 weeks, I can at least help my Lisa Lou family with ideas so hopefully a few of you can carry the torch of hospitality for the rest of us.

You are not allowed to complain about not getting something that you never asked for. Read that again.

You are not allowed to complain about not getting something that you never asked for.

You are not allowed to complain about not getting something that you never asked for. Read that again.

You are not allowed to complain about not getting something that you never asked for.

  • Missy Roe

Losing My Cool


Last night I thought I might lose my cool in a bad way! It was late afternoon and I brought the kids inside after a sweaty romp in the yard. We headed up to the big bathtub in my room, which is located directly next to my husband's home office. The 6-year-old wanted a shower, the 4-year-old asked for a bath. And even though the Baby Boy (he is 2) had a bath earlier that day, of course, he wanted to get in the tub, too!

The problem arose when Baby Boy wanted the full-sized pool noodle in the tub with him that he had carried inside. When I said no, it was a complete melt-down with screams so loud, and such stamina, my husband started frantically texting me. He was in the middle of a Zoom meeting where he was a panelist, and he could hear all the commotion through the wall. What had I done?!?!

I tried taking Baby Boy out of the bath to play with the noodle, but that did not help. I carried him around to sooth him. We looked out the windows. Screams continued. Finally, admitting defeat, I put him back in the bath with noodle in hand. The screaming stopped for about 20 seconds. Then he walloped his sister on the head with it! She started screaming, then he started screaming, then the child in the shower starts yelling for them to shut up! It was a complete and utter disaster zone! And the texts from my husband kept coming!

I know I am not alone in these types of situations. We all have days where our patience is tried, and our faith is tested. I do not always respond in the way I hope to. But I try to think of how much grace and love God shows me, and in turn try to show it to my children. That evening I kept hearing Matthew 5:9 in my head. “Blessed are the peacemakers for they will be called the children of God.” That verse probably came to mind because peace was the only thing that seemed to matter at that moment! But in so many situations, I have a choice to try to be a peacemaker or choose another behavior that is far less compassionate.

Most of the time I lean on Proverbs 3:5-6. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your path.”

And on those days when the challenges from the children seem to be at every turn, I think about the end game. This is just a day in the lives of my children who will grow up and hopefully become servants of the Most-High King...and I need to model that. Those days take me to Hebrews 12:1-2. “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith.”

I am lucky that later that night, my husband and I were able to have a good laugh about all the madness! It was apparent, once again, that I am not perfect. I sometimes want to throw a tantrum. My children are God’s children, but I am also His child. And at that moment in the bathroom, I wanted to join the chaos of screaming and yell, “Just save me, Jesus!” That is alright. God understands, because it is He who gave me one of the titles I hold most dear: Mom.


Missy Roe