You Don’t Have To Have Kids

Not long after I got married, one of my friends said to me: “You know… you don’t have to have kids. “ She said it in passing, and she said it lovingly, but when we hung up, I felt a little off balance. On one hand, I liked that she was giving me permission not…

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Mother’s Day

(From The Archives, May 2014) Every once in a while I do a NO BOYS ALLOWED post. This is one of those posts:

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Walt Disney’s Progress Report

(From The Archives: July, 2011) My girls aren’t big into TV. They like the show Imagination Movers, but outside of that, TV is not really their thing. Disney movies are what’s big in our house.

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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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When Karma Shows Up At An Eminem Concert

My 7 year old daughter, F, got stung by a bee. The story goes that the bee was buzzing around her but she stayed really still and he left. But then he came back. She says he came back and hid inside her pants until she was inside our cabin playing with her sister—and then he stung her on the…

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