Not surprisingly when it comes to the F-word, the whole messy scene happened in the car.
I was driving my then three- and four-year-olds to preschool last fall, and, after numerous, increasingly loud declarations from the back seat that they...
When my toddler son started throwing toys, I had no idea how to respond at first. I knew that he was not old enough to exhibit perfect self-control and that it was developmentally normal for him to experiment with...
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I’d refer to a handful of books on my shelf as life-changing, and The Explosive Child, by Ross Greene, is one of them. I read it when I was 22 and teaching elementary school...
The other day I was strolling down a park path with my family. It was late August and freezing, and there was a guy just ahead of us, maybe late twenties, walking next to what presumably was his mother.
I...
TGIF! It’s been a foggy, grey week, but we made it to the weekend. We kept things low key last weekend and it was so relaxing, so we’re looking for an instant repeat this weekend. I’m hoping to sneak...
I haven't been this happy for a weekend in a very long time. We survived my daughter's first week of kindergarten (more on how it all went down in the article links below), and my husband and I are...
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Feeding my kids is one of the most important things I do, yet it's one of my primary sources of day-to-day frustration. My five-year-old is a great eater (although she wasn’t always...
We were ready for my daughter's first day of kindergarten. We had new clothes and shoes, a new backpack, lunchbox, and I'd read and re-read the orientation paperwork from the school. My husband cleared his work calendar so he...
Recently, at the bus stop, after a meltdown of epic toddler proportions, my son and I had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: Hey, buddy, I’m sorry I got frustrated this morning. Sometimes when you get really upset,...
On weekends, we like to spend at least one day gallivanting outside of the city, whether it’s visiting a new museum or eating at a new restaurant. Now that my daughter Ilse is little older and doesn’t mind getting...