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LessonsYoungsters

Never in a million, trillion, gazillion years would I have ever, EVER thought that one of the biggest decisions of my life would be when and if I should let my son use the men’s room. Without me. Alone in there. With men. Read More

Friday 5Youngsters

Yesterday was the first day of kindergarten for my daughter, and she was simply a rock star. No tears—only excitement for her. On the other hand, my stomach was in knots, and I had to beat back the urge to take my child by the hand and run.

We arrived at school early so I could analyze the traffic flow and familiarize us both with the before-school standard operating procedures. Call me crazy, but Read More

ComplaintsYoungsters

So, Mary Poppins has this thing with a spoonful of sugar, right? 

But has Mary Poppins ever had to wait 40 minutes with three children at CVS on a Friday night for a prescription? This would be a medicine the pediatrician told you that your child would not get better without, and that it would “not taste pleasant”….that you’d “certainly want to mix it with something” to make it go down a little easier.

Right. Read More

LessonsYoungsters

Dear A,

We need to talk.

First, I am sorry. When I wrote about throwing away your iPhone, I did not intend to equate you with a 2-year-old tantrum thrower. No way. You are the farthest thing from it.

I was trying to say that Read More

FearsYoungsters

Knowing your gut and standing by it is the holy grail of parenthood.

As a mom of two boys, twelve and eight, there are some circumstances where it’s easy to follow my gut: swimming lessons, completed homework, good manners. Other times I waver, caving to “please” for junk food (why must Gatorade be so red, Cheetos so orange?).

Right now my gut tells me to bury my twelve-year-old son’s smartphone in a cement grave. But do I have the fortitude to do it? Read More