Read this post to learn about the Tacky Box. It was innocent, but hurtful. Two years ago, my daughter, Bridgette, who was four-years-old at the time, asked a friend why she looked like a monkey. My friend took it in stride, but I was completely mortified. Oh, how I...
Well I said don't worry Yes I know this boat seems small If you just trust me Then our canoe won't sink at all... I have three children whose ages span preschool to 8th grade. Nobody has to tell me how quickly childhood passes because I see it for myself everyday. I...
...I wallowed in the springtime Now I'm welcoming the fall For every moment of joy Every hour of fear For every winding road that brought me here For every breath, for every day of living This is my Thanksgiving --From Henley and My Thanksgiving Yesterday morning,...
There is an interesting topic posted on Open File: Who killed the babysitter? The question is, "Are you a young parent? Is this something you've experienced? Why isn't a teenager good enough to care for your kid? Here is the opener: In the 1980s, when the young women...
In a recent blog post, Amy Tiemann, Ph.D., and author of Mojo Mom: Nurturing Yourself While Raising a Family asserts that marketing is an underlying root cause of overparenting. She is editing the forthcoming anthology Courageous Parenting. Tiemann writes: "As our...
My Auntie Phyllis is always so great to remember my kids at Christmastime! This year she sent cookie molds, measuring cups and measuring spoons along with a how-to guide for painting the cookies. I promised her I'd post pictures once we had a chance to break it all...
Helicopter Parents and Overparenting The cover of the latest issue of Time Magazine delivers yet another indictment on Generation X. The author Nancy Gibbs makes the case against overparenting, hyper-parenting, helicopter parenting, etc. She says for the sake of the...
I try to stay up on the Gen X content, particularly blog posts, but my Halloween obsession has caught me falling behind. Thus, if not for a tweet from @andi_fisher, I might have missed the latest post from My Generation X, a blog written by a man in Indiana. The title...
The mornings are perfect. Especially this morning, with its July rain, and lavender-hued sky. My little boy is up, walking a little sideways, covering one eye with his hand as he rubs away sleep and night. “Good morning,” he says. Then he runs to the bathroom, slams...