Just Wait!

(From The Archives: April 3, 2012) For some reason, whenever I voice a concern about my kids, there is almost always someone who feels the need to weigh in with the following response: “Oh, just wait. That’s NOTHING… Just wait until she is (fill in whatever age their kid is), because that’s way worse!” I can’t stand that. Currently, my younger kid is still pooping…

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You’re Not Alone (IX)

I’m not saying these are all about me. I’m just saying if you feel the same, or you have done it too, you’re not alone. You’re not alone if… 1. You wish the cashier would just add on the extra dollar for charity instead of putting you on the spot and making you feel bad.…

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The Thing About Play Dates…

(From The Archives: July 19, 2011) The term “play date” has always been of interest to me. There aren’t many like it in the English language. It’s really the only term I can think of that is filled with formality, necessity and stupidity all at the same time.

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Why My Kids Are Going To End Up In Therapy

When you’re a parent, you can tell your kid to do pretty much anything you want and they have to do it. I’m not making any recommendations, or judgments— I’m just stating a fact: There is great power in being a parent.

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Why Are My Kids Spoiled Brats?

There are moments when I look at my girls and I’m so proud of them. Those moments are prized and precious. As parents, we don’t get paid for the job we do, our payment is the product. And the product is the kid.

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Are You Feeling Pressure To Have Kids?

It’s “Mailbag Monday!” Thank you for sending in your topics and questions. This was the topic picked (at random) for this post: Pressure To Have Kids

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Being A Camp Director’s Wife

(From The Archives: May 5, 2014) My husband, Cody, is one of the directors of an overnight camp for kids in Northern Michigan. Every year, Cody moves up to camp at the end of April to start setting up. My girls (4 and 7 years old) and I visit when we can, but we can’t move…

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10 Things I Have Learned From Walking My Dog

I was taken by surprise last week when the Vet told me my dog, Bruno, was 10 pounds overweight. I knew he was a little plump, but not 10 pounds. I was not happy. I felt like he was basically calling my dog a fat ass, and when he wouldn’t let up, I wanted to point out that HE was also overweight!

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Zero Tolerance For Zero Tolerance

I have a 7 year old daughter who takes ballet every Tuesday. She doesn’t like when I watch, so I don’t (until the last 5 minutes, because then it’s too late for her to get mad at me).

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