Category - Parenting

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Playing it Safe in Bear Country: a Few Stories From the Other Side
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What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty
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Hooray for Summer (Exclamation Point): Steps to a Successful Break (Question Mark)
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Parenting Shall Overcome: When Kids Misbehave
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Happy Mothers’ Day to the Working Mommas ( aka, all of us)
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The Boy Scout Law, Updated
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What We Need to Know About Cell Phone Etiquette
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Beware of Hidden Allergens
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Am I Doing Too Much? How to Help Kids Become More Responsible
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Once Upon a Delivery Room

Playing it Safe in Bear Country: a Few Stories From the Other Side

  At 3 am we were awakened by a dull thumping-and-scraping coming from our garage.  In my half-awake haze I wondered why one of the kids would be up at this hour, and in the garage no less.  Then I heard slap-slap-slap-slap-slap! on the mud room door, and I realized my husband was up, making a ruckus of his own. There’s something in our garage, he said. My husband strode purposefully out of the room, and I was left confused as to where he thought he was going, if our garage was being rearranged (so it seemed) by someone who didn’t…

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What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty

  I am in awe of the transformation.  I am a little sad, too.  My younger son, born breech at barely five pounds, is becoming a man.  At age 12 he is hands-down taller than me, with a cracking voice, acne and, um, hair (more on that below…).  It boggles my mind, a glimpse into what is in store for his twin brother, who has yet to join him in this journey.  I decided to repost What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty from April, 2015, to help us Moms (and Dads, of course) navigate these changes, changes in our little boys that…

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Hooray for Summer (Exclamation Point): Steps to a Successful Break (Question Mark)

    It’s here!  Summer break.  Honestly, my head is spinning the school year went by so fast.  And I feel totally unprepared.  So I dug up this post from 2015 (which also earned a repost last year) to help refresh my brain on how to (and not!) navigate summer with kids.  And I hope it helps you, too: Two years ago, as the school year drew to an end, I wrote a post that received some flak.  In Hooray for Summer? (In retrospect, Horrors, It’s Summer! would have been a fun title…) I described the difficult transition for parents, myself…

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Parenting Shall Overcome: When Kids Misbehave

It could have been awkward.  It could have been confrontational.  It could have resulted in animosity.  But it wasn’t, and it didn’t.  It was a case of two parents trying to sort things out and do the right thing, two parents who believe it takes a village to raise children in the best possible way.  How empowering that is, especially when the reason for coming together is a child’s mistake. I like to think I can tell when my kids are lying  (oh, silly, silly Mommy….) and when their desperation for my understanding is based in their innocence.  But conflict between kids,…

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Happy Mothers’ Day to the Working Mommas ( aka, all of us)

  “Do you work?” I haven’t been asked this question, in this way, for awhile.  And how thankful I am for that, for those three little words stir something in me that can only be described as unpleasant (and a little gross):  a turbulent goo sloshes in my stomach, a heat rises in my chest and a fog clouds my brain.  The sensation isn’t quite anger or embarrassment but a discomfort, unease at having to respond that while I don’t have a career outside the home, I do indeed work within it as a mother and homeschooler and writer. Am…

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The Boy Scout Law, Updated

  Every Boy Scout knows the Scout Law like the back of his hand (and can recite it so fast it sounds like one word): A Scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent. Although it wouldn’t flow trippingly off the tongue, I think after “clean” should come really, we mean it.  And thrown in somewhere should be: Awkward.  Really, really awkward. I don’t suggest this to poke fun, I’m truly being sympathetic.  Being 13-ish is tough and it shows.  I remember my own middle school experience and it was no fun, but on…

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What We Need to Know About Cell Phone Etiquette

  There’s an episode of the sitcom New Girl where lovably pedantic Schmidt pulls out his ringing mobile.  Incredulous, he says, “What?  My phone hasn’t rung in two years!” There’s plenty of truth in that one-liner.   We have Skype.  We have FaceTime.  And the too-convenient ability to text message.  Really, who talks on the phone anymore?  Mobile phones are hardly the simple chatting devices of ages past; they are fun-sized, portable computer devices, a far cry from the spring-tethered rotary dial model and the cordless version my family used to lose under the couch cushions.  We communicate so differently…

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Beware of Hidden Allergens

Remember Snackwells?  The near-miracle treat that contains no fat?  Back when we were told that fat, any fat, in our diets would surely lead to our artery-clogging demise, these cookies were a godsend to those of us with a raging sweet tooth.  And I remember my indulgence, eating almost a whole box of the devil’s food variety, proudly avoiding an eminent heart attack by eating dessert so wisely. But now, times have changed and the “devil” in the name of those (let’s face it) tasteless, half-dessicated cookies has an updated meaning.  Most of the calories come from sugar (satanic carbs!) and…

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Am I Doing Too Much? How to Help Kids Become More Responsible

  One morning last fall, I just had to walk away.  Homeschooling was not going well, specifically grammar, and I had to just take a break.  No, we all needed a break.  It was a Monday, my daughter was coming off her 10th birthday celebration, and we were in a sprint down Letdown Lane. Ok, I’ll admit it.  I didn’t just walk away.  I went and hid in my bedroom. Before I retreated, I gave my kids their science books and asked them to read.  I honestly didn’t think they’d do it (they did admit to playing Minecraft on my…

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Once Upon a Delivery Room

  It was a dark and stormy night.  I was being a real handful, angrily quizzing my husband about exactly where the on-call anesthesiologist lived, and how long it would take him to get to the hospital to give me my epidural ALREADY!  And how much, to the minute, he would be slowed down by the nasty February weather. My poor husband. It really was a dark and stormy night.  When we tell our boys the story of their arrival, we get to indulge in a little drama.  It was well into the evening, and a nasty sleet-snow was falling…

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