We spent ten days with my parents in their 200-year-old farmhouse before being able to move into our home. The house is where my dad grew up (originally I wrote ‘and where my grandparents lived’ but it’s obvious my dad lived there with his parents so that was a bit redundant.). I grew up in …
Homeschooling: the ultimate experience in making sure a parent is humbled and made to feel completely bewildered and inadequate. I’m not totally serious with the above definition but homeschooling my children has brought out some of my worst attributes – the biggest ones being insecurity and extreme self-doubt. This our second year of homeschooling and …
Adults waking up: “Ack. Man. Why are the lights on?” Almost 5-year old: eyes open immediately, she looks at her parent and says, “When I’m older I’m going to be an animal rescuer. I’m going to rescue pandas and crocodiles.” Adult: “Wha- Okay? I need coffee before I can even talk…” Almost 5-year old: “I’m …
Originally published on Today.com Parent Contributors The 4-year old wants to have a tea party and a play date, but the oldest needs to have his lessons given to him and lunch needs to be cooked. The dog just had surgery so she needs extra attention. The cat is out of food and lets …
The mother in an online support group for moms with anxiety and depression asked all us faceless mothers on the other side of the screen: “Why can’t I get it together?” She asked because she felt alone Many of us let her know she was not alone, we were right there with her. We all …
“I’m not allowed to touch my computer, the PlayStation or my phone for the rest of the weekend.” My 12-year old son shuffled away with his head hanging down. His father had handed down his sentence after my son’s conviction of excessive sighing, eye-rolling and flouncing when asked to complete homeschool assignments. “So now I …
I heard it before I saw it and knew at that moment I’d made a mistake letting my 4-year old jump from the couch to the metal barstool we’d never actually used at a bar since we didn’t have one. I saw her hanging over the bottom rungs of the chair, now on its’ side, …
“There are robins on the hill,” my dad said and we rushed to the windows and “ooohed” and “aahed” because in Pennsylvania we know that the sight of the robins in our yards means spring has sprung. Sure, the grass may still be brown and yellow, the trees may still be naked, and the flowers …
“I’M NOT DOING ANY MORE SCHOOL WORK UNTIL MY BROTHER SITS NEXT TO ME AT THE TABLE!!” Her little voice pierced my eardrums and grated on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard. Papers, pencils, and crayons scattered across the floor with a swift move of her fierce little hand. Next, she took aim at …
