It’s hard, it gets better, keep on keeping on – On parenting

After the recent winter concert of my sixth grade son at his middle school, we went out for ice cream at the local Baskin-Robbins with about a dozen other families from the community who, like us, were celebrating the wonderful holiday musical event. It was my...

But, Mom, you helped ME this morning

It was one of those mornings. Making school lunches, signing permission slips, trying to figure out the after school agenda, calculating rides home, trying to arrange doctors appointments. There was a middle school gathering/Halloween party/dance-ish event that my kid...

Parents Addicted to Technology: Guilty as charged

The other night after dinner when all the kids scattered in their various directions, I grabbed my cell phone to do a quick check of email. One email sends me to a website and that website sends me to twitter which sends me to another website and then of course, I...

16 and driving – My twins and I Navigating the Doubly Exhilarating World of Independence

My twins are 16. Oh my. Wow, and double wow. My two blue-eyed blonde boy bundles were born five minutes a part on a crisp fall day 16 years ago. One arrived at 10:32 a.m., the other at 10:37 am. One placenta, the doctor told me. “What does that mean?” I pondered, deep...

A tale of 300 kids and 50 kids and entitlement and taking ownership for wrongdoing.

This is a tale of 300 kids breaking into the home of a former NFL player and a tale of 50 football players getting benched by their coach and a lesson in parenting and entitlement and owning up to faults. . . . Three hundred teenagers break into the vacant vacation...

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