“These Are My People.”
This post was written as a response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge from The Daily Post. I’ve been asking around, both in person and online, for people’s opinions about … Continue reading “These Are My People.”
This post was written as a response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge from The Daily Post. I’ve been asking around, both in person and online, for people’s opinions about … Continue reading “These Are My People.”
I walked into the dining room and found that my three-year-old had set out the books he wanted to read today. In case you can’t read all of those … Continue reading Reading List for a Genius Toddler
A few weeks ago I wrote about a bit of ice-cream-truck prevarication in which my husband and I engage with our children. You can read that story here for the context … Continue reading Truth Will Out…But Not Just Yet (A Music Truck Update)
As I walked up to the circulation desk where my daughter was showing her independence by checking out her stack of books about hamsters, kangaroos, Australia, and the solar system … Continue reading The Perils of Pertussis
My son—who will turn three next month—loves playing with magnetic letters on the refrigerator. He lines them up and tells me what they spell. Like this one: He says it … Continue reading Spelling Lessons
My son, who will be three in August, was looking at a bra ad that arrived in the mail today. “Huh,” he said, indicating that he was thinking something about … Continue reading Mom, the Lingerie Model
My daughter turned seven this past weekend. I wanted to post about her birthday, but I couldn’t figure out what I wanted to say. Thinking about my children’s birthdays is … Continue reading Empathetic Medicine
With the longer days and warmer temperatures, my thoughts have turned to getting into a regular exercise routine. I’m trying to keep it realistic since most of my time is … Continue reading Dandelions and Dog Poo: Exercising With Children
There aren’t many splurges in which I engage, at least not many that involve spending money. One thing I do allow myself is a monthly visit from housecleaning professionals to … Continue reading Sisyphus and Housecleaning
Note: In this post, I write about talking with my daughter about “unwanted touching” and about feeling powerless in medical situations. Please proceed with care and self-compassion if either of … Continue reading Assertiveness Training for First-Graders
Last night, my son woke us all up from a sound sleep crying, “My cookie! My cookie! They ate my cookie!” “Shh, shh,” I soothed him in the dark, trying … Continue reading Toddler Nightmare
Breakfast at my house (on a weekday when Daddy’s already off to work): “Mommy?” “Yes?” “Mommy?” “Yes?” “Mommy?” “What is it, Sweetie?” “Mommy?” “What, Sweetie?” “Mommy?” “What do you need, … Continue reading Excuses, Excuses