My kid had a friend over the other day. Their dynamics are so interesting to me. They fight, a lot. But, they don't want to stop playing together. When they argue, I offer them a break or to play again later. They both always say no and then look at me with confusion. This day, … Continue reading “Well, that makes me feel sad.”
My kid asked me this the other day... "Does Santa really watch you all the time?" I immediately said no. When we first started the idea of Santa, we decided he wouldn't be the creepy version most of us are taught. This includes that Santa doesn't watch you all the time. We tell her that … Continue reading The real Santa lives in Rhode Island
Last spring, I wrote a piece called "Piece of Cake." It was about our turmoil of what our kid ate and eats and the fact that she doesn't eat. I introduced some ideas of how to handle it better and we gave it a try. Over 6 months, I have learned more about food, parenting, … Continue reading Eating that piece of cake
A few weeks ago I wrote a post called "Boys will be boys?" that you can check out here. It was a story that my five year old daughter told me about how she was treated on the playground by an older boy. It sparked some serious concern by many friends and family. And even … Continue reading Update – Boys will be boys?
I am reading "The Artist's Way" by Julia Cameron. It's a gift to myself, to re-ground in my creativity, to explore what's next for me. I am on chapter three, called "Recovering a Sense of Power." It focuses on anger, synchronicity, and shame. I just finished reading how the universe will gives you gifts and … Continue reading A gift from the universe
My kid watches PBS every morning. This is mostly because we don't have cable and it's the only kids show on in the morning. But, it's also because both we and she love the shows. Sure Daniel Tiger is whiny, and Pinkalicious is a name I didn't know existed, and Thomas is pretty selfish. But … Continue reading Ready, Jet, Go
The baby wakes me at 5:30am most mornings. Today, it was 5:34am, an extra four minutes of overdue rest. After 1st breakfast, (I call it this because it's impossible to not eat again until lunch at noon) we sat down to relax. He was a bit tired and squirmy, so when this happens I turn … Continue reading Every moment